Cancer Sucks! and One Very Happy Mother's Day

There's nothing like getting a phone call from your sister telling you that your mom is back in the hospital. That horrible sinking feeling followed by optimism and comforting words of strength.

"Hey, Len, I had to take mom to the emergency room last night. Don't worry too much, but you should probably come home to see her..."

Of course I flew home right away.

Lola and her Three Little Girls

I booked a one-way ticket back to AZ because I was going to see this whole thing through. Years and years of missing out on major events in my mom's life brought me to this decision. I wanted to stay because I wanted to bring my mom home from the hospital. It's important to see her at home and comfortable.

The day after I arrived was Mother's Day and on that day our oldest sister and her son flew into town. You could imagine my mom's surprise to see her three little girls home and with her. It was a blessing and also a sign. It is very rare that all three of us sisters are able to be home at the same time and for one reason or another we were all here with no time limitations or need to rush back.

On this day, the room was filled with happiness. We decorate my mom's hospital room with cards and drawings the grandchildren have made. Flowers are arranged around her and we share stories to catch up with one another. My mom tires quickly and we let her rest... A visit to the cafeteria for some coffee and back up to the room. 

My mom does not want us to tell her friends and old co-workers that she is in the hospital. However, word travels quickly when you are admitted into the very hospital you used to work at for 35 years! Of course with it being Mother's Day, she received many visits and quick check in's. All of her friends and family worry about her. I'm worried about her too.

There is something different about my mom. Something final and that scares me. My mom seems to be at peace, although we cannot see her true internal struggle. Her strong Catholic faith inspires me and I can see that it helps her to stay focused. And so my many years of Catholic upbringing brings me to to stay focused on my mom. Keeping a silent vigil with songs of faith and prayer. My mom can still teach me these things and for that I am grateful. I will always be my mother's daughter.