The holidays have not been the same for me since the death of my mommy. Never in a million years did I think she would get cancer; considering everything that she endured and survived through. It was unexpected and her passing happened quickly after it was discovered; less than 2 months.
Before her death, I was finally at a place of peace (and could celebrate the holidays) after losing my late husband (5 years prior to my mommy’s passing) to brain cancer (Glioblastoma IV). His diagnosis was a total shock. He survived for 2 yrs and 2 months after his diagnosis. I wrote about that here – Losing a Spouse and here – Loving Someone With Cancer: blog about our journey after his diagnosis.
My mommy’s death shook me to my core and 9 years later, I continue to find myself in tears. I miss every.single.thing about her. I had/have never experienced that sort of pain since the death of my niece and nephew who both died in a house fire. Even then, there’s still no comparison to the loss of my mommy. Her passing still knocks the wind out of me.
*Picture beloww* Shortly after her diagnosis. I had just got done greasing her scalp as she was watching her Westerns. She was a big fan of Gunsmoke.
I miss her. I miss her. My heart and soul misses her.