I haven't had the opportunity to speak to you since the night of Madison's stroke. I didn't speak to you then, either, Chris did, since I was too busy convincing myself that Maddie was going to die to carry on a conversation.
When Maddie went down, we immediately called you, because we knew that you would be able to help, and you would, in any way you could. I couldn't hear the words you were saying, but I heard the confidence, the knowledge, the intelligence and the concern just through the cadence of your voice. You made us all feel more grounded during what was a terrifying experience.
You handle crises like this one on a regular basis, and could have said "It's no big deal, she'll be fine." As it turns out, it was no big deal, and she is fine, but you took our fears, especially my fear, seriously, and gave us good, solid advice. You can't know how much it meant to me to have you on the other end of the line when I needed someone I could trust.
Like Chris said, "If we needed her to come she wold have been here in forty minutes."
Maddie is okay now, and hopefully there will be no more incidents anytime soon, but I want you to know how very much it meant to me, and to Chris and Angelina, that you were there to help us get Maddie through this one.