My mom passed away from breast cancer at 39 years old, when I was 7.
I've missed her every day since, but she's never been far.
January 20th, 2015 at 39 years old and with both of my children having been 7 that year, I got the call.
"I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but it's breast cancer." How weird is that?
It's amazing how those words make time stand still. How they freeze you with fear.
But I had something special. I had my mom. Like I said, she was never far, and I think through her life, she saved mine.
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