Almost two years ago I lost the most precious person I've ever met to mental illness. An experience I'll never forget and carry with me until my last day. Finding a loved one deceased is something you never forget. That image is en-grained into mind forever. Since Carens death allot has changed in my life. Relationship's are viewed differently and life brings on a whole new meaning. Friendships are cherished and family becomes more important. You suddenly realize that in any given moment the one sitting next to you could be gone in a moments notice. You learn how important and precious those around you are and just how much they mean. We should never take for granted and always remember that time is only borrowed. Although I've learned to move on, I'll never forget what Caren brought to my life. The simple things we shared now have so much more meaning. Kissing her forehead as she slept, watching stars at night together or a walk around the block. Knowing you