Oh that poem made me cry too. Dealing with a sick parent is rough... I know. At least she was healthy for your childhood, Bea. I was not able to have that. My father is sick too. My family has to do everything for him. I am 16. But you know what? No matter how sick they get, they always love you, and vice versa. And for all the love they poured out for you while they raised you, this is only a small token of appreciation. Bea, I hope your mother gets well soon. Same to you, Pam. Keep your chins up, everyone! How can you not, with our adorable doggies?