As much as I wish it was, it’s not always about me.
Mom unexpectedly passed away yesterday afternoon. She was my most ardent supporter through my current cancer journey as well as my first occurrence in 1999. She, too, had breast cancer in 2004.
She was only 18 when I was born, so as we got older she became more of a sister-mom. She always told me I was her best friend. I will always cherish the amount of love and generosity she shared with me, my brother, her grandkids, great grandkids, great, great grandchildren and our many friends and family. She never met a stranger. She was always upbeat, funny and much younger than her years. She turned 88 in February, but I always said she was in her 80s going on 50. We emailed or called almost daily, I”m going to miss those little communications and stories about what was going on in her life. Hell, I’m going to miss everything about her for the rest of my life. I love you, Mom. Rest in peace.