My Best Friend

My mom passed away in 1997, she was not only my mom but she was my best friend. I could tell her anything. She was my mentor(she still is). We did everything together and when she became sick there wasn't a single thing I wouldn't have done for her. I was at my parents house every day for hours. I was there for every chemo appointment,every radiation therapy appointment. I was there when she was having good days and the bad ones. I was there when she lost her hair. I was there when she took her last breath, and I'll be there to see her in heaven. The only thing I wish is that she would have been around long enough to meet my wonderful husband and my miracle son (he was born 3 months early at 1lb 14ozs., he's now 12lbs. and quite a little fighter.)

-Rachel

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