One day I will be strong.
If I were to tell everyone the story of my mothers life, some would be shocked, some would be amazed, and some would cry.
My mother has been a model for a ski club, a cop, an owner of a bar and club named whiskey creek, a wal-mart cashier, and finally an accountant for Yum! Brands Inc.
My mother had two miscarriages before she had me, and even then almost lost me when she was caring for her mother who was dying of cancer. My grandmother never held me in her arms. My grandfather held me once before he past.
My mother has been married technically twice, technically because the third was taken away before there could be "I do's". My mothers first wedding was on the Queen Mary in Long Beach, California. The second wedding (to my father) was in a small church in Wellington, Kansas. The third that never happened was to an amazing man named Dwayne. My mother called him her soul mate. He died of cancer soon after asking my mother to marry him.
My mother had Hepatitis C for about a year, and has had cancer five different times. Breast cancer when she was caring for Dwayne while he was dying. Breast cancer again after he died. Skin cancer in her leg when we first moved to Kentucky. Skin cancer in her back about 3 years later, and as of 4days ago Skin cancer in her arm.
I know I shouldn't worry, or be scared because my mother is a very strong person, and I know everything will be fine. I know shes not going anywhere yet, because...she still has so much more to teach me. One day I will be as strong as her, but not anytime soon.
My mother has been a model for a ski club, a cop, an owner of a bar and club named whiskey creek, a wal-mart cashier, and finally an accountant for Yum! Brands Inc.
My mother had two miscarriages before she had me, and even then almost lost me when she was caring for her mother who was dying of cancer. My grandmother never held me in her arms. My grandfather held me once before he past.
My mother has been married technically twice, technically because the third was taken away before there could be "I do's". My mothers first wedding was on the Queen Mary in Long Beach, California. The second wedding (to my father) was in a small church in Wellington, Kansas. The third that never happened was to an amazing man named Dwayne. My mother called him her soul mate. He died of cancer soon after asking my mother to marry him.
My mother had Hepatitis C for about a year, and has had cancer five different times. Breast cancer when she was caring for Dwayne while he was dying. Breast cancer again after he died. Skin cancer in her leg when we first moved to Kentucky. Skin cancer in her back about 3 years later, and as of 4days ago Skin cancer in her arm.
I know I shouldn't worry, or be scared because my mother is a very strong person, and I know everything will be fine. I know shes not going anywhere yet, because...she still has so much more to teach me. One day I will be as strong as her, but not anytime soon.