I miss her:

I miss the woman who gave me this:

When you come to the edge of all the light you know, and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing one of two things will happen: There will be something solid to stand on, or you will be taught how to fly. ~ Barbara Winter Patrick Overton

I wish I could tell her I love her.  I loved her then and I love her now.  I miss her.  I want to thank her for showing me that I was able and because of her I now know that I am able.

I miss her.