Narinda.

29 Jul

Hi Readers. I took a small break from my own blog. I am sore, sore, sore, but so far, Hannibal the Cadaver Skin seems to be taking to me.

This time, my mom came into town to help.  She came out, woke up at 5am with my son, took him to school, took him to therapy, and played and played and played.  My child Never Sits Still.  Thus, neither did she.  While I laid in bed, watching 100 hours of Say Yes to the Dress, my mom took care of my life.

I have a list that is entirely too long of friends who don’t have their moms because of cancer.  This hit home when I got my friend, Narinda’s, email.  I sort of took it for granted that my mom would leave lovely San Diego and come to Hot as Hell Phoenix to help me.  I do not take it for granted any more.  Thanks Mom.

Narinda’s Email:

I was going to e-mail you earlier about your blog, I truly love reading it.  Sometimes it brings me to tears.  Cancer is near-and-dear to my heart too.  My mom passed away in January from lung cancer.  While I know you blog about breast cancer, cancer in any form is devastating to families.  So I relate to so much of what you say.  My mom was diagnosed with lung cancer on December 8, 2010 and she passed on January 9, 2011.  She only lived with it for one month (actually she probably lived with it much longer but she didn’t know) but it was an excruciating painful month.  It’s still hard to come to terms with what happened.  One month is not long enough to prepare for the news and one month is not long enough to attempt to heal and one month is not long enough to say goodbye.  So I read your blog and think about my mom and then cry.  Then I keep reading and laugh… happy tears.

Narinda and her family got one month.  ONE MONTH.  How do say everything you need to say in a month? How does your mom pass along a lifetime of memories about you to her new grandson in a month? How do you sort through and cherish your life experiences in a month? How do you digest that an integral, a necessary, part of your family will be gone in a month?

You do not.  Cancer steals people.  It steals families.  It steals memories and lifetimes, and it can do so in a month.

I am walking for Narinda.  And for her mom, who deserved so much more than a month.

2 Responses to “Narinda.”

  1. flippedbird July 29, 2011 at 3:37 pm #

    I love your blogs and hope the world starts reading. This matters and what you are doing rocks. I lost my mom (not to cancer) but very suddenly 6 years ago, way to young, sadly without a goodbye. What I do know is that she lost friends, a sister like friend, I lost an Aunt, all too young to the beastly breast cancer. I also lost my dad to cancer and I have felt its everlasting effects. Knowledge can help. Walking will help.Thanks for all you do! xoxoxo

  2. Team Hope Chest August 3, 2011 at 11:15 am #

    Flipped Bird, I had no idea about your mom and dad. What a comment. Thanks amiga.

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