Mothers, mom, momma, however you want to refer to them...there is one special one. I'm not referring to my biological mother, but the woman who was there for me every day. I'm not discounting my adoption or the act of love to place a baby up for adoption, but rather focusing on the woman I called "Mom." I can't believe it's been exactly 5 years since she passed away. Most of you know, she was diagnosed with cancer in 2004 while I was living in Brazil. After radiation and other treatments, the cancer went into remission. Years later, she was re-diagnosed with cancer that had spread and was in stage 4. To make a long story shorter, she passed away after a long fight with cancer on August 17th, 2010. At the time, my emotions were all over the place and I didn't know how much I'd truly miss her until much later. Nancy Hunsaker, the woman I call "Mom," was an independent, strong willed, determined, and a service-oriented woman. I miss her