Its nearing three years since my mother was diagnosed with Stage 3c Breast cancer. I vaguely remember what actually happened between the revelation and all the crying but I remember what if felt like and over the years, I have mastered to hide it and conceal it with what they say as my "sweet smile".
And now its not even half of 2012, not a quarter, it hasn't even barely started but what I asked for came true. Just weeks before the end of 2011, I asked God that for the coming new year I'd like to have more adventures that would allow me to grow. And woah! If i may say, I got the adventure that i asked for and so much more. At the back of my mind a tiny voice was actually whispering: "Be careful what you wish for, cos guuuurl, you just might get it."
I'm counting 23 days. That's the number of days that my mother has been confined here in the hospital for a lot of reasons. Reasons that are too tiring to reiterate when every aunt comes to visit. I don't even know if they came because it was a necessary "obligation" or because they care. Sometimes, i don't even want to know. But I cany say despite the battle that we are facing, my mother and I and the rest of my family, we have grown strong and closer together. I am proud to say that despite the difficulty, we find ways to be thankful and still be happy.
I know behind all this mess, the hands of the Artist of this Universe is at work. All I have to do is be strong, or at least try to be...
XOXO
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