I am the only girl and the youngest of five children. Since my mom and I were the only two girls in the house, I was very close to her. I'm not sure exactly when my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer, but it was either 1998 or 1999. She had gone through everything, trying so hard to fight this horrible cancer. Ofcourse, we all supported her as everything got harder. After she had surgery to remove the cancer in her breast, we had found out that the cancer had went around to her back bone. By then, there was nothing else to do. On February 11 of 2000, my mother died of breast cancer. I was seven and I didn't really understand. I have always missed her, but now that I am seventeen, it has hit me a lot harder. It's hard to believe that it has been ten years. I always wish she was here to help me when I need advice or if I'm in a bad situation. Since I was younger, I don't really remember her and I hate it. I have many friends and family who are here for me, but it's not the same as my mother. I feel like a huge part of me is missing. I hope children who have mothers know how blessed they are for having a mother's love. It's hard not having your mother there for you as you grow up. I hope they find a cure soon because I don't want a child to go through what I had to.
Stephens City, VA