One: Annoyed and Angry It was a week after Thanksgiving 2016 and my mother had gone for a yearly follow-up scan for bronchitis, which she contracted the year prior. I know for a fact that she was nervous, but it was only meant to be a follow-up scan to see how her lungs looked. That’s also what I assumed and the same goes for my dad too.  Why do we worry?  We just live our lives and do what we are supposed to do that day.  My mom never missed a medical appointment. I was and still am the same way.  I think by now, I pretty much have every doctor you can think of.  We both were awesome at staying on top of yearly medical visits. I could do without the dentist, but I can suck it up twice a year. We can do everything right in life and sometimes it just doesn’t give a shit about our plans. My mom had the warmest heart; always wanting to help others and almost always had a smile on her beautiful face. She never smoked and hardly ever drank.   And when ...

Preface:   My Mother’s Eulogy First, I’d like to thank all of you for being here today to celebrate my mom. For everyone who has visited mom in the hospital and while she was in hospice, to the many, many phone calls, emails and texts my dad and I have received, and for all of the delicious food brought over and sent by many of you and all of the beautiful flowers, it’s all been amazing and very comforting during this difficult time.   This just proves how many lives my mom has touched. My mom had the kindest soul. She always wore her heart on her sleeve and made sure that your needs came before hers. This was one of the many disputes we’d get in together because for the longest time, I would always tell her that she was too kind and that I wish she would worry about herself too.   Her own needs would always come last. I’m a firm believer in making time for ourselves everyday and doing things that make us happy because it is extremely important. As a mom myse...