On August 20th my wife and I celebrated our 5th Anniversary together beside my mother in her garage where it all began. It took three days after the dreaded phone call which my mother described in depth the diagnosis that she received from her doctor. It was a beautiful Saturday the sun was out there was a gentle breeze and the birds were singing in the trees. As we all sat around enjoying drinks and talking about past times and memories, the reality of the diagnosis loomed heavy in the air that day. Mom said she wasn’t ready to give up just yet. Mom died 4 days later in my arms. I race for my mom and for hope! So that others in need receive more time. God Bless TC …in memory of Georgia.