My token was a gift from my mother on my 13th birthday. It had been passed down in her family for generations. I held tightly to it as I waited for my family to come say goodbye. I was lost in thought and did not notice when the door opened and my mother with all my siblings comes through. " I love you" I say and hold them all close. My mother is telling me strategies the whole time, even as she is pulled from the room. Her last words are "I love you to."