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.

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Aug 01, 2011
by: Anonymous

wow I feel your pain and share it too. just does not seem possible does it, our babies gone. when i read your post the part about the gatorade was soo so familiar. my son left me march 1 2010 and i think i probably bought at least a truck load of gatorade for him to drink. he went through hell fighting cancer Hodgkin 2 stem cell transplants so he could not drink tap water but gatorade was ok. it just hurts to the core and i hope your days do get better i find now that life will never be the same again. we will be sad and cry things will remind us of our loss that can never be again. may some way some how you find some peace at times and talk of the happy times.

Jul 31, 2011
Daughter's = Love
by: anonymous

Your post breaks my heart. There aren't too many things I read on this site that bring me to tears. I'm so used to the pain. What a beautiful daughter you lost. What beautiful memories.
You will always have two daughters. Our loved ones don't really die. They live on in spirit. Their spirit is always with us. We can't see them or touch them anymore. We can only "feel" them. We loved them so much.
I continue to have good days and bad days after the death of my husband. He will always be with me.
All we can do is the best we can. We loved them, we continue to love them, we will always love them.
Hang on. Your daughter loves you and knows she is missed. She is up there smiling on your good days.
Hugs and blessings.

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