Two years later

Two years ago my mom died after a very short battle with cancer. She had all of about six weeks to say everything to everyone in her life that she wanted to talk to, and about six weeks to come to grips with the end of her life. As I look back I realize what a remarkable person she was. She knew that she had a terminal disease, and the last few times that I saw and spoke to her it was all about her making sure that I knew that she loved me and that she was proud of me. She left me with a wonderful memory of her last two months, and here I sit two years later proud of her and all that she accomplished in her life. So thanks mom for being such an inspirational example of how to live your life. I'm sad that you are gone, certainly, but glad that I had many years of my life to spend with you.