I think about all the times I used to cry over bullshit (no other way to word it, sorry) before my mom's death. At the time those things seemed worth crying over, but now it is all irrelevant. From the time of her diagnosis nearly two years ago to present, crying just seems to be … Continue reading Beautiful Breakdown
Therapy
In our society the word "therapy" is becoming more common. Used to it was something unheard of, but with increase of anxiety/depression in young adults it is the new normal. I myself have been seeing a therapist for about four years now. When I first started going to therapy it was embarrassing and only my … Continue reading Therapy
Grief
Sometimes, I cannot believe it has been a month since mom took her final breath. It feels just like yesterday when I received the news in the middle of the night. Grief is a weird thing. Sometimes it feels like everything is going to be okay, then other moments there is nothing but doom and … Continue reading Grief
A love letter to mom
Sometimes, it all feels like a bad dream. The reality of not being able to hug you, hear your laugh, or visit you every day is a heartbreak like no other. You were my first love and best friend. Life will never be the same without you. Especially because a part of me went with … Continue reading A love letter to mom
The Inevitable
Since mom came home from the hospital about a month ago, she has started to slowly decline. Unfortunately, we knew there would be a point with this cancer when that would happen, especially with how aggressive it is! Her checkup today was just a confirmation of the inevitable. The local oncologist believes it is in … Continue reading The Inevitable
Birthday Blessing
Last year mom turned the big 60. At the time we weren't sure if that would be the last birthday we spent with her. We didn't want to think too much about it, but with a Glioblastoma patient it's hard not to think of the harsh reality. So you can imagine how GRATEFUL we were … Continue reading Birthday Blessing
Whirlwind
Last Sunday morning I received a phone call from my dad about something being different with my mom. Of course, within minutes of hanging up with him I was on my way to their house. When I first saw her I knew something was not right. She was just out of it, even more so … Continue reading Whirlwind
