by Kelly
(Johannesburg, South Africa)
My beautiful Mommy lost her battle with cancer almost 3 weeks ago. We all believed she would be healed - she had colon cancer and had been having chemo for the better part of 5 years. She was my best friend. I spoke to her at least twice a day. Even though I moved out 4 years ago and have been married for 3 years, we still sent each other messages every night to say good night. "Nite Mommy, I love you to the moon"; "Nite Baby, I love you to Heaven and back"
My dad called me at 2:35pm on friday the 20th of July 2012 and told me to call a paramedic, mom isn't breathing. I called and rushed there to find her on the bedroom floor, my dad trying to resuscitate her. She didn't have her wig on, and her hair was about 2cm long. She had had chemo the day before. She normally slept all day the day afterwards. But she didn't wake up. She was 58 years old.
I don't know how to cope. I was her baby - much younger than my siblings. I am 25 years old and I feel like my world has fallen apart. We all believed it was getting better, that she would beat this and that it would all be over soon. I wasn't ready for this. I wasn't prepared and I still feel like this can't be happening.
Why?
I love you to Heaven and back Mommy, I wish you were here.
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