I wish I had better memory of when I was younger because I know you were there for a lot then- driving Billy and I to dance and keeping us in line, taking him to the hospital when I hit him with a golfclub (accidently of course) and later when you finished college and lived in the "Pink Barbie Room". Those are some I remember. But in the last few years you became a friend, someone I looked up to, and the one to call for advice. Every time I came home from college you were the person I wanted to see the most. We started a tradition of going out to sushi (which you introduced me to) and you got the idea of going to every place in the cities. And we did! You showed me around Uptown and took me concerts like Dave Matthews for my birthday, Jason Mraz, and Bob. But the best times in the last few years are the times I got to pay you back for all the love and experiences you gave me. You visited me at college where I got to take you a Nebraska game, and on my broke college budget got you a student ticket so we decided you would be a "grad student" and then later that night we went out to a bar, me being twenty, you were now my "mom" in case the cops dropped in. In so many ways you were like a mom to be, always there when I needed you. There was no doubt in my mind when Scott proposed that I wanted you to be my maid of honor. It made me so happy to have you there next to me. I still feel the urge to call you. You helped me through so much, and I hope I was there for you too. You were such a giving person, and I was so excited to start giving more back, I thought I would have the time. But in the time we did have, no how much I loved you and how much you did for me and it seems like so many others.