Today

My family received bad news. My mother is sick, and even though the doctors are positive, hearing it, knowing it has taken us the wind out of all of us. The C-word, the real ugly one, is a shock. I keep saying it over and over in mind so I can get use to it. I cannot even imagine what she is thinking. I know today has moved in slow motion for her, and she is restless; yet, when I left her this evening, she was cooking dinner for my dad. She was doing what she has done for the past forty-two years. This is one reason why I love my mommy. She has an amazing strength that I think skipped me. She is solid and self-reliant. I want to be just like her when I grow up.