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Meredith

I always brightened when I saw you walking into my room. I had faith in your abilities as a nurse. But your smile and midwest, down home, make no apologies wit was a balm to my soul. You are my cat soul sister.

I'll never forget your "crack kitty" drawings on my daily graduated pitcher. And the outlandish tales you spun. You brought me a little piece of home with your cat stories of "Diaper",  I felt like I knew him. Thank you for sharing your engagement with me. I could picture you climbing that ladder to find the suitcase, your expectation of finding WWF wrestling tickets was hysterical! I loved it and I love you! I'm grateful for the time I had with you.

I hope the midwest treats you well. Have a great wedding and a better marriage! I wish I had met you when I was healthy.

Cheers!

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