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In November 2004 my mother was diagnosed with cancer. The diagnosis was devastating and it changed my life forever. When she died in April 2006, I was only 22 years old. It was then that my life divided into two – before and after.

Now, several years later, I still remember those emotionally tumultuous times. While grieving the loss of my mother, I went on to finish college and get my Bachelor’s Degree. Then, I moved back home. Ah, home. Home is where I truly started to recover. I prepared myself psychology and emotionally for living the “after” chapter. In 2009, I moved far away from home (one of those things I never thought I would do). In an unfamiliar place, I met new people who knew nothing about me. Most of them still do not know about my story of loss. Why don’t I tell my story of loss? I think about this often. Am I not ready? Is it still too painful? Am I trying to escape reality for awhile?

I shake my head and tell myself, “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t avoid this powerful story that I have.” Not talking about my mother is a true trajedy, for she was an inspirational figure in my life and continues to be a guiding spirit in all that I do. I have so many stories about her. Sometimes they are painful, filling me with sadness, yet other times they are joyous, filling me with gratitude for all the moments I shared with her. Instead of keeping all of this to myself, I want to share it! I most especially want to share with friends, family, and for the little ones in my future – those nieces, nephews, or children of my own who may someday read this while searching for their Grandmother.


So come here and visit from time to time and read stories about my mother and our lives together. Think of something you would like to share? Well you can too.

Memories of My Mother, Always and Forever,
Jennifer