I lost my Mom to this monster April 3, 2009. So far the grief has not gone away but I find the good memories gradually replacing the bad ones.
I miss her so much and can still be reduced to tears in a store by passing someone wearing her perfume.
I buried my Mom with her favorite lipstick, a Cholangiocarcinoma bracelet and a seashell I picked up on the beach during a particularly bad day dealing with anticipatory grief. I had written her name in the sand and found I couldn't walk away. As I stood there a wave kissed the beach, washing away her name and a small white shell was left there. I felt as if God had given me a sign and a message that he would be there when I needed him and that I would manage to get through the coming days.
I would give anything to hear her voice again and have her here to listen to my problems and worries and get her advice.
I firmly believe grieving is the hardest job we ever have. There is no timetable for grief and no two people will ever grieve in the same way. Be gentle with yourself and take your time. You are an amazing legacy your Mom leaves behind.
We are always here for you and will walk with you on the next part of this journey...
Sending hugs and prayers....
My Mom lost her one year battle with CC on April 3, 2009.
"A prognosis is simply an audit of how truly precious each day is. Live each day to the maximum, celebrate what was, and what is - Don't spend your life looking forward to what will or might be." .... words of wisdom from my beloved son on hearing of his grandmother's CC prognosis.