Those last few months of May 2003 were the best and worst of my life. I had the opportunity some can only dream of, of spending every day talking and laughing with their mother. But, I also had the opportunity to witness her in terrible pain and get so attached to her that losing her ripped my heart out. And unfortunately I watched her health get worse and worse with every passing day.
Seeing your mother die and knowing that you will never be able to see, touch, and talk to her again is such a painful experience. I would not change a thing though, I know I did the right thing or the best that I could do. And as the days went on, Lisa and I helped her last as long as she did, I truly believe she only fought this disease for us.
I miss her more with every minute that passes. I don't know how it will ever get better. I know that I promised her that I would take care of myself and continue with everything she had taught me. And that I would finish school and start a family of my own.
And lastly I know that she was the best mom in the world and I will always miss her! |
