Funny the memories that wash over you in the still of the night. Since Emaleigh's diagnosis, every day was filled with remembering all the fun times we had together. As a toddler she’d get so excited when she heard my email announcement. She'd run in search of me and reach for my hand and off we'd go to the computer.

"Nana. You've got mail," she'd say, and question me with those big blue eyes.

I couldn't help but stop whatever I was doing, take her hand and place her on my lap, while we read mail on the computer.

Her eyes lit up, while she read her own mail.  And . . . there were hundreds of emails from compassionate people all over the world.

Thank you for taking the time to spread happiness to our Emaleigh.