Awareness

Monday, September 8, 2008 |
Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month
A mere fourteen years ago, I lost my mother to Ovarian Cancer. She was a very young 51 years old.
Some days it seems like only yesterday, others, a life time ago.
My mother was always on the go 24 hours a day. She worked 50+ hours a week
in the education field and loved every minute!
Growing up we always had home cooked meals and fresh baked goods in our lunches. She did not believe in prepackaged items, they simply weren't healthy. We always had a garden and from that she would can or freeze her crop. I have no idea where she got all her energy.
Our home was spotless without any enlisted services. My brother and I were excepted to accomplish the outlined tasks on a daily and weekly basis.
I like to take pride in my organization skills which I quickly give credit to my parents for teaching me. It is a very valuable tool. However, compared to my mother, I fall a little short.
Family always came first in her life no matter how busy she was or what deadline was looming. She came to every one of my swimming meets regardless of the city or state they were hosted. In the 11years I swam, she didn't miss a single meet. Even though she was small in stature, she made up for it in her encouraging voice from the stands. The same holds true for my brother, she could always been seen on the sidelines of the soccer field cheering for her son.
My mother and father had a marriage that was amazingly strong. Both were very involved in the community. If one or the other took on a new project, you would find the other right beside helping.
Each day ended at the dinner table as a family. Some nights this may be as late as 8pm since my father was the varsity soccer coach at the high school, and my brother was on the team as well. Regardless of the time, it was our family time to hear about each others days.
Sadly, my mother was diagnosed with Ovarian cancer and three weeks later, it took her life. By the time they found it, the cancer had invaded a large portion of her body. It is called the silent killer for a reason.
I have so missed sharing my life with her.


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9 comments:

Sandy Toes said...

Oh...I read your blog this morning and filled up with tears...that is so touching and convicting to me as a mother. I loved what you said that you always had dinner together even at 8pm....she was always cheering in the stands...and stood by her man! What a wonderful woman!

I am sure you are a reflection of her greatness!
Thank you for sharing that memory!
-Sandy Toes

Courtney said...

What a wonderful post. I lost both of my grandmothers to ovarian cancer. Needless to say the women in my family are diligent about our annual checkups!

I am your preppy halloween swap partner!! This is my first, how do I get a hold of you. I am so excited!!

Kacey said...

Your mother sounds like the most amazing person. That was beautiful what you wrote about her. My grandmother also had ovarian cancer but was able to detect it early enough. Thank you for the reminder that this is Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month!

(ps. Loved your last two posts about the child in your class commenting on your hair...Cute!!)

Petunia said...

It sounds like your mother was a very special person. It must have been so extremely difficult to lose her so suddenly. Sending hugs to you!
Thanks for helping to raise awareness of this women's cancer.

Lori said...

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Far From Perfect said...

Thank you for sharing the story about your mother..sounds like you had a very special mother.

Krista ~ Bits and pieces said...

Your mother and her life sound lovely. I am sorry for your loss~

Petunia said...

BTW, to answer your question--my Bonannos are Puma with Brassica whipstitch/monogram.

Tanja said...

My eyes are welling up, that is such a sweet, sweet post! I am sorry for your loss, you sound like you have many of her wonderful qualities!!

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