I had the wonderful privilege of taking care of my mom the whole last year of her life as she lived with pancreatic cancer. We'd sit in the waiting room for chemo and soon be laughing so the tears rolled down our cheeks. Some people looked at us like we were crazy, but mom said we were fitting a whole lifetime into that last year, and she had no regrets. There will be time enough for tears later, and hopefully many more memories that will renew the smiles.