Sitting around that round table, I never expected my life to change. It was just another normal day going out to eat with my family. What could possibly happen? Although there were many possibilities, I received the one I least expected. I learned that my mother had been diagnosed with breast cancer. Over the course of the next 4 years, I would see and experience things that I’d never dreamt of.
My mother is my hero. She is the strongest woman I know. I couldn’t have asked for a better mother (or a better role model) in my life. Not only is she awesome for letting my cut and dye my hair, or allowing me to get my septum piercing, but she’s truly a wonderful woman in all other aspects. I look at her and see a beautiful survivor.
These past few years have been difficult. Watching someone you care about go through the hardships of cancer is almost an unbearable pain. There were many times mom would return from a surgery and not allow us to see her. Those days were always the hardest to handle. But somehow? I knew she was going to be okay, and that we would get through it.
Now, in July 2016, my life couldn’t be better. Staying strong can be hard. Though as cliché as it sounds, there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. The first day my mother came home from the hospital, I could see nothing but darkness. However, looking back at the last few years, I am glad I stayed strong for Mom. The light has been bright as we move on and journey to other adventures in life. I know we will always do it together. She’s my best friend, my guardian, my mother.