“How My Mom’s Cancer Changed My Life: A Son’s Story”
Today is mom’s special day on the Canadian calendar, so hopefully you’re able to treat your mom to a little extra-something special today 🙂 You may like to shower her with fancy stuff, or simply smother her with hugs ‘n kisses… Just be sure to tell her that you love/appreciate her, so that she’ll feel your love ❤
Love is constant, caring and compassionate… yet not always carefree. So today, I’d like to share the “Help Our Momma” blog’s story of one loving family’s struggle with their mom’s cancer journey. Perhaps you can find it in your heart to help them? Share their links and/or contribute to their crowd funding page @ https://igg.me/at/Hz9-ILFN2P0
“Cancer is a leading cause of death around the world and its incidence continues to rise. Each year 12.7 million people discover they have cancer and 7.6 million people die from the disease.”
Both of my Grandparents on my mom’s side passed away from Cancer when I was about 6 or 7 years old.
I don’t remember much other than how awful they looked in those hospital beds, vomiting their guts out in pink bed pans, wailing from hallucinations due to the aggressive chemotherapy they were receiving and their glassy, vacant stares and cold, clammy hands.
As selfish and self absorbed as this may make me sound; up until this past February, Cancer was either some boogeyman from a distant past that had already been appeased or a mythical entity that claimed the lives of strangers around me but that I believed would pass over me…
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