In essence, Mikaela is part of that White family.
“Mikaela would come into our house and look at my mom and say, ‘Hi, Mom,’ ” Brooke said. “And I would go to Mikaela’s house and call her mom by the name Mom.”
Mikaela interjected about Angie, “She’s still definitely my mom. I look at my bracelet and talk to her.”
For the Cypress Bay golf team, Angie was also the team mom.
“She would always tell us how proud she was of us,” Mikaela said. “She was the first one to give us hugs no matter how we did.”
Angie’s strength is something Mikaela can’t necessarily comprehend, but it leaves her in awe.
“I would see her every day at school,” Mikaela said, “and she was sick, and she knew that I knew she was sick, and she would just tell me, ‘Keep smiling.’ That’s what she did for us that was so important — she passed her smile on to us.”
During her cancer fight, and most people didn’t know this, Angie was administering chemotherapy to herself while working at Cypress Bay.
One thing that made Angie smile, even more so than the usual grin, was seeing the bond between Brooke and Mikaela become so steadfast and strong.
Of course, when Brooke and Mikaela play golf, it still is a competition — “a friendly rivalry,” they say.
“But in the end,” Brooke admitted, “she kicks my butt.”
Right now, there’s no complete healing for Brooke, and there may never be, but she knows a person she met on a golf course three years ago has been there with her every step of the way. And that helps.
“We are sisters,” Brooke said.
Said Mikaela: “Yes we are.”