She laughs.
She cooks.
She cleans, weeds, paints, creates, decorates and "Martha Stewarts" like no one's business.
She knows this sucks.
She hosts people at the house and cottage, all hours of the day and night.
She makes you eat and drink even when you really don't want to.
She makes you eat and drink even when you really can't.
She knows this sucks.
She walks to and kneels in church (for the first time in nearly a year) because she finally can.
She smiles.
She knows how fortunate she is.
She also knows this sucks.
She plays with H and M and is the funnest person they know.
She cooks with H and M and is the best chef around.
She still only thinks of others.
She knows this sucks.
She won't let this get in her way.
Even though it does.
Every minute of every one of her days.
She knows this sucks.
She is truly amazing.
