Dad made me French toast and hazelnut coffee...we watched the cooking network and he told me he was happy that I married him and had his children...that was enough...that was always the key with me...nothing that anyone else said mattered nearly as much...and through the sadness that will surely move up and down for me today, I know I have his love...and Jordan's too, of course...and with love I am grateful for the mom I have...and the "Blue Nana", too. She was just like a mother to me for such a long time...and it's the kindness and gentle ways of moms like them...that helped form me into the mom that I became...I know you're thinking of me and I'll accept the love you send...