When Mom was diagnosed with COPD, a respiratory disease, I knew that I needed to be with her.  I resigned my teaching position, packed some belongings, and  the children and I headed to St Augustine, Florida, to "take care of Mom."  i began a journal of our days together.  It seemed that even during the biggest challenges with Mom,s health, we were being lifted higher.  This story isn't about loss.  It's about love.