My mother was a beautiful round woman with love to go around. She loved bunnies and collected figurines. She was crafty and had a massive rubber stamp collection. She made stuffed bunnies and sold them at craft bazaars with her best friend, Marilyn. She cried when she lost her hair to chemotherapy, but was brave for her daughters. She spent a large chunk of the last year of her life making quilts for her daughters to treasure her after she left this earth. Pamela was well-loved and is missed. Especially by me.