for your loving support. I have read each and every reply and will keep this thread bookmarked to draw strength from.
I also sent this to thread to my sons.

I'm still pretty much in the same place as I was yesterday but have had some neat memories of my Mom from happier days and very cool ones at that.

I remembered how she used to feed a squirrel who lived in our backyard from our kitchen window. How during the summer, we belonged to a beach club on Long Island, and when driving there, she would speed at close to 100 mph while the music blasted on the radio. I am recalling Polka Dot Bikini now!
How she once decided to drag race with some people on a well known blvd. in Queens used for drag racing. She pissed the real drag racers off so much that they tried to box in all of the other drivers on the road. A driver from one of the regular cars got out of his to confront one of the drag racers and my Mom quickly drove away. She drove down about a mile then turned around, and when we passed that part of the road where the melee began, there were people being lined up on the side of the roads by the cops! Laughing here.
Or when I was 3 or 4 and when coming home from someplace with my sister, discovered that our green parakeet Sugar became Blue. My Mom told me Sugar went to the beauty parlor and had his feathers dyed.

Both of my parents respected animals and although never declaring themselves animal lovers, loved animals. They had my Boxer Taffy before I was born and they always treated her like the member of the family which she was. The same with our cat Tiger. After our Taffy at the age of 13 had to be put to sleep because of she was experiencing the pain of cancer, my aunt gave us her 3 year old poodle whom she just couldn't keep any more. Mimi lucked out because she finally knew the same love that Taffy did.

And my Mom loved to dance!

She also loved it when the house was filled with people, and our friends were always invited over and always asked to stay for meals. It was not unusual, when my brother had started college across the street at Queens College, for me to wake up in the morning and see his friends crashing on our living room floor.

These are just a mere few memories......

Loving hugs to all of you once again!
Lois