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Sad anniversary for me

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I lost my dad to lung cancer in 2009 too, he was 59. Much to young for them to be gone. I hope you can find some comfort today :huggy:
 
My mom was diagnosed with terminal cancer on June 6, 2006 ... it was the day before my sister's 39th birthday.

My mom passed on June 7, 2007 ... it actually happened on my sister's 40th birthday.

She was 62 years old ... much too young.

The passage of time doesn't make it any easier. I miss her terribly at this time of year, on Mother's Day, when it's my birthday or on my children's birthdays, and she's not here to celebrate with us.

Prayers for you. Tuppermom6 said the below very well ... I think anyone who has lost someone is allowed to feel the pain and sadness every so often ...

tuppermom6 said:
You let the sadness visit every once in awhile, but don't let it set up permanent residence.
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5 years ago yesterday my mom was declared cancer free after surgery and radiation, In January she was terminal and passed in April.

I know what it's like to have a doctor downplay illness, and the loss of a Mom. :huggy:
 
Thanks to all of you for the kind words & for sharing your stories too. I ran into one of my Mom's closest friends at Mass tonight. It was so good to see her on this sad day and to get a hug from her.

I'd been thinking all day of a story to share (as Alison requested) and I wasn't sure what to tell you guys. As I was sitting in Mass tonight I remembered something about my Mom that always made me giggle so I figured that would be it.

My Mom used to work in NYC for many years (as a bookkeeper) but ended up the last few years of her life working near home in retail. She was the hardest worker I'd ever known. Unlike me, :giggles:she would give her all the entire time she was working. She wanted nothing to do with a cash register so she worked stock. Not exactly an easy job. Her schedule was Wednesday - Sunday. Come Sunday she was always exhausted. She had to be at work by noon on Sunday so going to Mass before work just wasn't possible. She would be too tired to get up early enough so we would go to the 7pm Mass on Sunday. She would get home from work, have a quick supper and then we'd head off to Mass.

I remember sitting with her at Mass one Sunday evening and looking over at her during the homily and her eyes would close for a few seconds then open. They'd close again for a little longer and then open again. Finally they closed and she was sleeping. :giggles: When it seemed like the Priest was wrapping up his sermon, I nudged her a bit to wake her so she'd be ready when it was time to stand for the next prayer. I was just lookin' out for her - didn't want her to be sitting there sleeping while everyone else was standing. :lol:Well apparently I misjudged the Priest and he still had lots to say. :surrender:But there my Mom sat, wide awake.

When we were walking to the car after Mass my Mom looked at me and asked "Why'd you wake me so soon?" :lol:


Not an exciting story, but it always makes me smile when I think about it.
 
I too share your loss,my father passed at the young age of 43 and my mom passed at the age of 57,she was misdiagnosed with emphysema and later was told she had stage 4 ovarian cancer, to pass away 1 year later..Hugs to all who have lost someone special..
 
My dad died when I was 7, I still remember hearing it. He died of pneumonia and heart attack. He was only 41. One smell of english leather after shave and I am 7 all over again.
 
eiramnoaj said:
Thanks to all of you for the kind words & for sharing your stories too. I ran into one of my Mom's closest friends at Mass tonight. It was so good to see her on this sad day and to get a hug from her.

I'd been thinking all day of a story to share (as Alison requested) and I wasn't sure what to tell you guys. As I was sitting in Mass tonight I remembered something about my Mom that always made me giggle so I figured that would be it.

My Mom used to work in NYC for many years (as a bookkeeper) but ended up the last few years of her life working near home in retail. She was the hardest worker I'd ever known. Unlike me, :giggles:she would give her all the entire time she was working. She wanted nothing to do with a cash register so she worked stock. Not exactly an easy job. Her schedule was Wednesday - Sunday. Come Sunday she was always exhausted. She had to be at work by noon on Sunday so going to Mass before work just wasn't possible. She would be too tired to get up early enough so we would go to the 7pm Mass on Sunday. She would get home from work, have a quick supper and then we'd head off to Mass.

I remember sitting with her at Mass one Sunday evening and looking over at her during the homily and her eyes would close for a few seconds then open. They'd close again for a little longer and then open again. Finally they closed and she was sleeping. :giggles: When it seemed like the Priest was wrapping up his sermon, I nudged her a bit to wake her so she'd be ready when it was time to stand for the next prayer. I was just lookin' out for her - didn't want her to be sitting there sleeping while everyone else was standing. :lol:Well apparently I misjudged the Priest and he still had lots to say. :surrender:But there my Mom sat, wide awake.

When we were walking to the car after Mass my Mom looked at me and asked "Why'd you wake me so soon?" :lol:


Not an exciting story, but it always makes me smile when I think about it.
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Thanks for sharing that story, Joan! Please share more if you feel up to it.
 
Joan, what a great story about your mom - giving us a tiny little glimpse of the whole person that lives on in your heart. Hugs to you during this especially difficult time.
 
I'm sorry for all of you that have lost someone you love, many of you have lost parents at an age far too young.
 
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