I was Becky's Massage Therapist, so she had to tell me early on that she had cancer. But because she knew so many people, and was in contact with even more through her classes in art and exercise, she did not want most people to know the nature of her illness. She said that she did not want to be defined by the fact that she had cancer. She did not want every topic of conversation to be dominated by her illness, how she was doing and she did not want to be pitied – she just wanted to live her life for as long as she could. And that's what she did. All the time I knew her, before and after her illness was diagnosed, with all the people and events constantly surrounding her, she always remembered the details of my life and made sure I knew she cared. I am sure she did that with everyone she knew. Even with the diversity of her talents, with the success of her art and art classes, with the awards and professional accolades she was just……Becky. She took it all in stride that she was this amazing talent and never was arrogant or self centered, she was just……..Becky. I feel blessed that I knew her and that I was able share time with her. I will miss her laugh, her wit, her sense of humor, her honesty, her love of the people and places she loved, her down-to-earth practicality, and the way she did not mince words when she did not like something. She was inspiring, encouraging, genuine, thoughtful, courageous, and a truly, good person. She was just……..Becky. Roberta