Breast cancer has been a part of my life since I was a year old. Actually it was a part before I was born but we will start there. My mother found a lump when I was a year old and everything, for me at least, started there. My mother had a single mastectomy, among numerous other surgeries at the same time, and chemo. She was "cancer free" for a year before her hip started hurting. This whole time my mom continued as a nurse and was raising a small child. After doing some tests they found that it had metastasized into her bones. She refused the chemo at that time but once it was moving into other organ she did the chemo again. I have a friend of my mother's who told me the other day that *I* was the reason that she fought so hard. After 4 1/2 years my mother lost her battle but not without putting up a huge fight and impacting me in the process.
My grandmother (mothers mom) was diagnosed about4 years later and fought for two years. She lost her battle a year after my grandfather died of a massive heart attack.
My Aunt Teanne (mothers sister) was diagnosed and fought. She wanted to be able to last for me get married and she succeeded. She fought for a couple of years as well and passed a month after Matt and I got married. Although she didn't get to come to the wedding, her sons were there and I sent back many thoughts and prayers to her. She didn't tell us how bad she was and then I got a phone call all of a sudden that she was gone.
I have a hard time every May when it is mothers day. If I go to church I see everyone who has their mother around. If we go out to eat, their are families who are with their mothers and I don't have one. I am so happy for everyone who has their mothers still around. So don't take this post as a downer so something bad. Most people around me realize to not ask me to do anything that would have me around much family. We go to The Mister's grandmother's house and to his dad's house to relax and probably have some watermelon. Something to relax.
I am not saying anything bad to or about anyone. Hoping that I can help some people to gain knowledge. Just know that their are those of us whom don't have their mothers (or fathers) around. Just know that their are bad days that we will have and they may be the most inopportune times. My mother died in February so there are bad times during that month. Her birthday is in August, so that is hard for me too. Just know that they are only human and you might go and give them an extra hug and a little more love during the times that they may feel down and vulnerable.