I’m sure no one wants to hear those words. They sting. Burn even. My eyes watered, flooding waters of connecting ponds. Shifted my thoughts, my reasoning, and even my beliefs. My belly filled with anger, and rage was quickly gaining ground. Air left, but not for long.
Words were erased from my language and all that could expel was hollow sounds. A mourning of the heart. A crushing of the spirit. A memory that I’d wish on no one, yet many experience it every day. I’m sure no one wants to hear those words, but still on that day, everything that I thought I knew, no longer mattered.
My mother died from colon cancer in May of 2015.