Thank you everyone for your wonderful messages. I read them over and over. It was hard not to get emotional while reading them.
A year ago I was bone thin from the effects of the tumor and my mother always made sure I had my meals to gain my strength in preparation for the surgery, which was only a couple of weeks away.
Little did I know that a few months later we would be switching places. Because of my condition (the surgery was very traumatic on my body) there was only so much I could do for her, but I'm glad I
was able to be there s that she wouldn't be alone. Somewhere in there there was a time where we were both independent. I was able to go to therapy using public transport and she stayed home alone with no problem.
Wow, I thought everything was going to be ok. That's life I guess. Always a curve ball coming at you.
She had 11 living children and many friends, so she had many visitors but they all had to leave eventually. That's where I came in. The better and stronger I got, the more I could do for her.
I keep thinking that I could have done more, I could have done better, I could have spent more one on one time with her but frankly, I thought she'd be around longer. It was very quick.
She went in Wednesday night, and died on Friday night. The heavy, black feeling in the pit of my stomach will not go away, but I am surrounded by many friends and family and we have been having a good time to honor her memory.
I suspect it will fully hit me during the viewing and service. I am ready.
I am not one of those people who thinks that things happens for a reason, they just happen and you do with it what what you will, but my AN happened at a perfect time for me to help my mother out as I was the only
one of my siblings not working because of it. At least something good came out of it. Ok, so winning the lottery, quitting my job and taking care of my mother would have been a much better option but hey, whatever.
Sorry about my rambling but you all are such sympathetic and caring listeners (readers?). It calms me very much telling such an exclusive, understanding, (and fabulous may I add) group of people my inner thoughts.
And remember, always let your family and friends how you feel about them because you just never know.
Thank you guys,
Victor