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Hello, Goodbye

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The Autumn of 1996 was such a roller coaster of a season.

My mother had been to and from the doctor’s so many times for treatments for her cancer. She had Lymphoma, Non-Hodgkins, and a lot of times she had to stay over night or for weeks at a time.

I lived near the High School, was 14 and a freshman at the time, so I would come home until my aunt came to pick me up so I wouldn’t have to stay alone. For about two weeks straight, that was the routine – I’d come home to an empty house until someone came for us (my brother and I).

Until one day.

I opened the door and my mama was there with a huge smile on her face. She was so happy that she’d gone into remission and all was well. We laughed, hugged, and it was perfect.

Until late October. I had to be silly enough to listen in on a phone call and the doctor told her that the cancer had returned. I was so mad, angry, and hurt.

She passed away a few weeks later – November 11th to be exact.

Fall of 1996 – the best of times and the worst. We were so close to our happy.

So close.

And to be honest, for the longest time when I opened that door, I hoped that it was all just a bad dream and she would be there. Probably in the back of my mind, when I go to that house to visit, I still hope that.

With love,

Susan.

In response to today’s Daily Prompt

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” — Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

When was the last time that sentence accurately described your life?

10 thoughts on “Hello, Goodbye”

  1. Bittersweet memories but the sweet ones are the best and I think we all remember more of those as time passes, thank you for sharing your thoughts 🙂

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