I have put off responding because I knew it would be difficult for me.. November was my Mom's birthday and for some reason, that one hit me pretty hard this time. My Mom died in 1999, also of cancer. We also choose Hospice, a decision we never have regretted. It was a joy keping her at home and taking care of her. Some of our our best shared moments were after we found out she was dying. We shared SO much in those days. We joked and laughed like a couple of idiots, had some of the most serious talks we ever had, even about her funeral arrangements that I had made in advance but most of all, we just sat on the front porch every evening and watched the sun go down. They were the worst of times but the best of times..

I talked to Mama's picture a lot and still talk to her. I have felt her with me. I have her kitty baby Boo and that is a connection to her that I cherish. Boo is 13 years old now and still going strong, I am happy and proud that she has accepted me as her human and I know Mama is pleased but will someday to claim her fur baby and take her home with her. That will be like loosing Mama all over again so I dread that day..

Nothing in life prepares you for the loss of your Mother, no matter how prepared you think you are, you are not... My sympathies to you and your family, just take it one day at a time.... that is all you can do.