My heart is with my friend, Gena today.  Her daughter is struggling to live at the hospital in Des Moines.  Our family knows her daughter by the name of St. Dana because of the above and beyond care she gave to my mom and Aunt in their last years.    She was always there for us……always….even when they drove her crazy…she was there.  She learned this love and compassion from her mother.  It was not known to me until after both mom and Aunt Frances passed that Gena spent a lot of time with my mom while in the hospital and was able to share things mom said which totally helped me move on with my anger.  I hope you make it, St Dana!  All my love, Gena!