Thoughts for longtime member (Just a SID)

JASID, having lost my mother four years ago to a stroke I know the pain of this kind of loss. My deepest sympathy to you and yours.

 

Candles lit, SID.

 

My sympathies to you, SID.

 

Sorry to hear, J_A_SID.

 

Prayers are heading your way.

 

I'm very sorry to hear this.

I know first hand fighting cancer is a bitch.

Just_an_SID is one of the good ones. He and his family will be in my thoughts.

 

Ugh. Keep Pounding, folks.

Just_An_SID, know that you are in our thoughts. Good karma alone for the "Say Something Nice" thread should be heading your way, and he was one of the good ones long before the start of that thought train.

Take care ...

 

Condolenses SID. Cancer is indeed a cruel bitch.

 

Thanks to everybody on the board. Your thoughts are greatly appreciated.

Mom passed peacefully earlier last evening, surrounded by her eight children and some of her 20 grandchildren. It was a very powerful moment.

The only downside today was that two of my nieces couldn't be present because they are in Chicago, the one ran in the Chicago Marathon to raise money for breast cancer awareness in my mom's name. The other, her sister, was there for support and she is carrying what would be my mom's first great-grandchild, who is due in January.

My mom taught me most of my important lessons, the last coming in a folder of birthday cards, press clippings, personal notes, etc. that she collected over the years.

In the middle of all of this, was an article from a Piedmont Airlines magazine in 1988 entitled, "Why Me." The gist of the story was that when things go wrong, you always hear people say, "Why Me", but when things go right, nobody every asks that question.

Through the almost two years that she fought this nasty disease -- chemotherapy, radiation, surgery, pills -- I never heard her say "Why Me" but I did see her smile and fight her way through it. I have however on occasion heard her ask that question when talking about how lucky she was in her life.

That clipping has put this weekend into perspective.

So do me a favor. . . after you are finished reading this, cal your mom and tell her that you love her. Then do something nice for her that she isn't expecting. . . take her to lunch, buy her something she'll like or one of my mom's favorites, stop by unexpectedly and spend some time and make them smile.

I appreciate all of your thoughts but will appreciate it even more if you do that one little favor for me.

 

That's a great post.

 

I also lost my mom to cancer when I was 12. I can't call her in the sense you meant, but I "talk" to her in my own way all of the time.

It's never too late to tell your mom that you love her.

Again, I'm sorry for your loss, SID.

 

Sorry for your loss, JASID.

Spoke to my mother a little bit ago and did what you asked.

Hang tough.