It will be 10 years June 18th (also on my 1st love's birhtday--Sir Paul) that she has been gone. And I think of her all the time and have her ashes. She was born and raised in Canada and they had nothing.She always told me she eats what she wants because as a kid she went hungry all the time. But her accent was so funny...she was making heggs(eggs), air conchiny (air conditioning). Many more that I can't remember now.Reading something she wrote was just as funny. She used to always ask me when are you going to get this house in order (I always had projects going and I did all the repairs), it always looks like your in the middle of something.I talk to her a lot and when I really miss her I curse her for not being here to fold my whites. Every thurs. we would go shopping all day and she would come over for dinner and fold my whites while I made her her favorite meal...shepherds pie and she had to have pickles with it. I REALLY MISS HER