Today, if this thing called cancer did not exist, my cousin would still be here. She would be 25 and probably have an amazing career, a family, or checked off item 18 on her bucket list. Sadly, this isn’t the case. But I don’t like to mourn today, or any day.In her short 16 years, she lived, she laughed, and she loved like no other. We had few memories together because she lived 2,000 miles away but all I hear from those memories are childlike giggles and feel a lightness about life that is contagious to this day.She was four years older but she brought out the child in me (because really, I’ve been 82 since the day I was born). I think back to our time together, when I would see her youthful spirit and I feel warm with a childlike innocence. I want to watch Spongebob, blow bubbles, and eat tons and tons of candy. It’s nice to feel this. Especially as a real adulthood looms ever so near.So today Nancy, I embrace that spirit of yours. I’ll kick off my shoes, throw on my dancing monkey with a santa hat jammies and watch Saturday morning cartoons. And yes, we can’t forget the candy, especially can’t forget the candy.And I leave you with this.