...we picked up from where we left off, never missing a beat. Those from the outside would never have thought that it had been two years since we had been together face to face, cheek to cheek.

Mother and 'son', by all rights, having the time of our lives, together, with no agendas, loose schedules and plenty of love surrounding us, knowing this was probably the last time we will see one another, but the memories will last a lifetime and then some. A heart felt thank you for all who made our trip happen, our vision a reality, our expectations grander than we could have imagined. We would have moved mountains to see one another just one more time, if for only the last time we both remember, mind cognoscente and clear, love ever present and the truth of my terminal illness staring at both of us from a distance and sometimes too close

If only every mother and 'son' could have what we have, but for now, we keep it as ours...