The day a little mundane kid found us sweetly singing bawdy songs together at a demo event, him asking me "do u do this all the time?" and her giving me "that look". Menya reminds me once again about what its all about even now, a lifetime after seeing her last. I spend my days working toward a molecular understanding of breast cancer, never feeling the reality of personal loss and pain. Thank you Menya, for showing me the forest, not just the trees.

Blessed Be