Karey, I have the sweetest memories of your mom from Cottonwood ICU in (I think) 1995. I learned so much from her, both clinically and in her gentle bedside manner. I met her when she was helping put your wedding together, and starting to put the finishing touches on your gown. She was so proud of all of you kids. I am not LDS, but we had a running joke that if either of us married again, it should be to a polygamist, and we would choose the other to be a subsequent wife. So instead of saying, “Thank you!” to each other, we would say, “ I would choose you.” Her humor and her watchfulness got me through a lot of long, terrifying nights as a new nurse. Her passing serves to remind me to reach out to people who have meant anything to me in my life, and build me up, as she always did. Love to your family.