Monique you were so Unique
by Mary Snow
(West Palm Beach, Florida)
In September of 2009 when you were diagnosed with Stage 4 Melanoma I knew then that the end would come some day. I could tell that you were going to fight this. And that you did. I can't remember how many times you would be suffering from the after affects of the chemo treatments and would say, "just one more treatment Mom, and maybe this will be over".
Oh, how I prayed that was true. I still see the vomit stains on the carpet in the car and in your room. Sometimes, I can even smell it. I still wake up in the middle of the night wanting to bring you some gatorade or just sit with you.
You were so brave. We worked hard together to make this go away. All the Doctors, the treatments, the medicines and nothing would work.
How I hear your last conversation with me that you were not afraid to die. I still here "Look at me Mom, I know I am young, but look at me, see how much pain I am in. I am ready to go." I remember crying and telling you how sad this was for me that as a Mom I should be able to fix it and I can't. As much as I love you and didnt' want you to go, It was o.k. you could go when you were ready.
On Friday, February 13, 1981 I held you in my arms and heard your first heart beat and your first breath.
On Friday, March 26, 2010 once again I held you in my arms but this time I heard the last heart beat, and your last breathe. I can still hear you tell me, "Let's go Mom, it is time to go."
and you were gone.
I miss you so much and I always will. I have good days and bad, but you will never not be a part of my life.
When people ask me how many children I have, I say 2 daughters one in Jacksonville and one in Heaven.