Well, I remember something I heard a while back (though not the exact words) but it was "You will remembered long after you pass away - not for the things you had, but for the way you made other people feel".
Norma knew me as the little kid at the studio. The one who probably left class to go to the bathroom. The one with the gangly legs and uncoordinated arms - yep - that was me! But she made me feel like a princess and continued to do so all my life. And I shed tears at the funeral home despite the fact I wasn't even that close to her, really. But she warmed my heart.
