Friday, August 29, 2014

It was a day in August...

It was a day in August...

It was a day in August when everything turned upside down, when the world the way I knew it changed in the blink of an eye, when my life, and everything in it, crumbled down into a million pieces that I thought I'd never again put together...it was a day in August when the doctor told me my Mom was going to die.

The cancer was too advanced and there was not much left to do for her but to provide her with as much quality of life as possible, but that was it. Hope, positivism and strength died all together, right there, in a second. I froze.

I thought life was playing a cruel joke on me, it was not possible, not my Mom, no, not her. She's the strongest person I've ever met, she's the most ruthless fighter cancer could have confronted, she had the most beautiful smile and all the will to live up to a 100 years, until all her hair was grey and she was able to play with her grandchildren.


It was a day in August when the old me died and the new me was born.
It was a day in August when I knew what real life was.
It was a day in August I will never forget.