The tie that binds...

Did I ever tell you that I hate, HATE cancer!!!! My friend's mom died early this morning of breast cancer and I am so sad for her. When I found out that my mom was diagnosed with this dreaded disease, I actually turned to this friend for comfort. She had gone through the horrible process of digesting the news about her mom and we kind of bonded over the experience of our moms being sick. That's sounds awful saying, but people don't totally understand unless they have gone through it, the process of losing a parent...and especially one that you are very close to. Watching and listening to my friend go through the motions of letting her mom go, has triggered some sad memories. The waiting is the hardest part. Telling your mom "It's okay. I'll be alright. You don't have to fight anymore. Go be with God." I held my mom's hand as she drew her last breath and smiled. Gosh, it's hard.

Anyways, my friend is also in the midst of planning her wedding. This situation made me think of my own relationship with my husband. Thank goodness I had him to support me through all the madness. We were married such a short a time before my mom got sick, that I even told him the other night that I don't even remember a normal night,beforehand, of us just being happy and going to bed without any worries. We've had a lot of drama during our almost three years of marriage. I'm so glad that my friend will have a support system like I did. Someone to just hold her and let her cry. I'm glad her mom knows that she will be taken care of.

Sweet Dreams

A while back ago I wrote an entry talking about wanting some kind of sign from my mom that she's doing okay up there in heaven. Yesterday, when I was talking to my best friend on the phone and she told me about this dream she had. She swears that she never dreams of people that have died, but one night that changed. She said that she ran into my mom during a dream and just in passing they had a brief simple conversation like as follows:
-"Hey Mrs. Wormer"
-"Hey Dana!"
-"How are you doing?"
-"Dana, I'm doing just fine!"

Maybe, I'm reading into this WAY TOO MUCH, but either way it makes me feel good. Sign or no sign, I'm glad that my mom was special enough to appear in my friend's dreams.