Memory Momday

I can remember a few very pivotal moments in my life, stemming from conversations I'd had with my Mom. These conversations always started with, 'Do you want to hear something really sad?'

#1 January 1994
Mom: Do you want to hear something really sad?
Me: What?!
Mom: Shirla is dying of cancer.
Me: What?! What's wrong with her? What kind of cancer? Are they sure?
Mom: answered the above questions. I don't remember any of them.

Shirla died that summer. I couldn't believe it. I really thought she'd get better.

#2 Mother's Day 2000 {maybe 2001}
Mom: Do you want to something really sad?
Me: What?!
Mom: Brenda has cancer.

Me: What?! What's wrong with her? What kind of cancer? Are they sure?
Mom: answered the above questions. I don't remember any of them.


Brenda died on Christmas Eve. I couldn't believe it. I really thought she'd get better.

#2 September 2006


Mom: Do you want to something really sad?
Me: What?!
Mom: Dave Graves is dying of cancer.

Me: What?! What's wrong with him? What kind of cancer? Are they sure?
Mom: answered the above questions. I don't remember any of them.


Dave died in October. I couldn't believe it. I really thought he'd get better.

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Not that happy of a memory Monday is it? Well, like always I have written this post for a specific reason. Sadly, it's not because I miss the three people mentioned above all the time, which I do on a regular basis.

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Me: Dear reader, do you want to hear some really sad news?
Me: Spencer's cancer is back. It has metastasized.
Me: I really really really want him to get better.

I. Am. So. Sad.

I'm sad for Spencer. [Recneps]
I'm sad for Gina. [Anig]
I'm sad for Spencer's family.
I'm sad for my kids.
I'm sad for myself.

I. Am. So. Sad.
devastated.

Gina and Spencer, I love you both so much. I'm praying for the whole situation.