Dear Betty,
I love and miss you so much. Brenda is hurting in a way I can’t even imagine. The two of you were so very close. I remember how you would call her every morning and every evening. You would go for long rides in the country together sometimes even ending up in Michigan. Brenda has shared many wonderful memories of you with me.
I can’t speak for anyone else, but I personally feel extreme guilt for having realized TOO LATE, what you were going through. Had we only known we could have done something; then maybe you would still be here with those of us who loved you most.
