
MY HEART HURTS STILL FOR MY MOTHER.SHE DIED OF BREAST CANCER IN 1985.SHE DIDN'T HAVE THE MAMMOGRAMS AND SUCH AS WE DO TODAY.SHE LASTED 5 YRS AFTER HER SURGERY.SHE ALSO HAD PARKINSONS.IT WAS SO AWFUL FOR HER,SHE SUFFERED SO MUCH.I MISS HER LIKE IT WAS YESTERDAY,I HOPE AND PRAY THEY FIND A CURE FOR BOTH.
MY MOTHER WILL ALWAYS BE WITH ME I KNOW AND I MISS HER SO SO MUCH,I WAS THE ONLY CHILD AND WE WERE SO SO CLOSE.SHE WAS ALSO MY BEST FRIEND.
YOUR DAUGHTER
BRENDA
Peace is with my mother now, I know this and cherish it always, I believe it was the single thing which kept me from giving up. My Mother passed away just after my 18th B-Day, She was just 40yrs old. She was originaly diagnosed with an hereditary form of warts in 1980, They tried several experimental serguries on her. This is about the time it was then deemed she had a very rare form of Ovarian Cancer. Not real common and was considered then a monster, with a no survival rate and short life span to follow.
I always use to play with my mother because of how stuburn close friends and family called her, and she was a very strong willed woman,so indipendent and determined nothing would break or bend her spirit. She loved hard and deep and cared equally so. So loved children and the elder, and did so much volunteer work at convelesent homes and as a candy strip at the childrens word in several hospitals. She loved clows and she would dress like one for the kids and share there smiles.
My mother was a wall of strength and my family say I am very much her clone. She and I were th best of friends, there was nothing at all we didnt or couldnt talk about. I prey to god me and my daughter can share the same relationship.
I watched my mother go from a strong determined woman standing 6'3 at 220lds to laying a bed in a sleep state of coma down to 130lbs, and she didnt know me. They said she wouldnt live past 8 months from diagnosis in 1981, she laughed at the doctor, I remember it very well. And you know what, I remember her telling me not to worry, she wasnt going to leave me, at the time I was 12, and for 6 1/2 years she didnt. She faught it and she preyed and she believed God would not take her before our home was settled. But, January 1987 I watched in less 2 months time, my mother loss weight and strength and life in her eyes. She deteriated so fast, so suddenly, I think most of us, especially me and my sister though that she made it this far, she wasn't gona die. Worst part bout my mothers fate. All she needed was a full histerectamy, which she was denied, cause back them, if you had medicad, they didnt pay for it unless they absolutly had to. There were specifications needed to be met for medicad to cover it.
Since my mothers passing, I have lost several friends very young to cancer, as well as my grandpa locke passed Novemeber 2004 of also a very very rare cancer, my grandma locke has had one breast removed, and may be required for another. My preys and my heart go out to all who deal with any form of cancer, I have seen , delt with , and experienced first hand how hard and desvistating it is.
I join this group in honor and support of all women, but especially those in my own life, who I have loved...My aunt, Donna Couch who died in the 70's, leaving behind seven young children.
My beloved maternal Grandmother, Rachel Flemming Spencer, who for most of her life battled one cancer after another, cervical cancer, then breast cancer in one breast, then later in the other breast, she eventaully died on fathers day, 19 June 1988 from cancer in her spine. I miss her very much and in honor of her, named my now 16 year old daughter, whom she never got to meet, after her.
I lost my aunt to brain cancer, she'd already survived breast cancer. My mom was a two time survivor of breast cancer. It seems to run in our family. I do everything I can to support the cause.
Recently, a dear friend lost his long battle with cancer. Dennis, I miss you as does your family. You are at peace with the cancer, I don't think you are really at peace because of the bills. The community is helping and we'll get them paid. Your fight is over, we will take up the fight now.
I recently lost my wife and most importantly, my best friend to metastatic breast cancer. Her name was Rose Marie Bell. She was diagnosed in 2000 with stage 2 breast cancer. She fought a valiant battle for 8 years but finally had to surrender on December 12th of 2008. We were married for 30 years. I don't know what I'll do without her. Rosie, you were my one and only love. I will miss your voice and your touch, but you will be with me forever in my heart.













