Once a month or so I get a reminder on my cell phone that I have an old message. I can pretend that she is making the last call once again, and that I won.
Truthfully, it wasn't much longer after this call before the brain cancer really set in and I was unsure if she remembered who I was. It is so nice to actually hear her say she loves me. Kind of weird, I know. Validation. It's what I needed from her.
The tears flow freely now... I still miss her.