Here are a few pictures of Tierna, mostly from the day before she gave up.

She had gotten so skinny, and unfortunately, this is how I remember her... frail. I really wish I could just remember her younger days, say even in this past summer. Ahh... She hated Malia at first. That brings a smile to my face.

I must mention that I visit her grave everyday (if the weather permits). It always makes me cry, but somehow, it helps. She was in my life for such a short period of time, and yet it was some of the most love-filled years of my life.

Carisa