Ode to My Mom on Mother's Day

A year ago you were feeling tired and sick

We didn't know what was wrong.

The news they gave hit me in the head like a brick

Because none of us knew "how long..."

 

I didn't really cry throughout all of the steps

Just focused on what had to be done.

But there was one day that I broke down and wept

At that thought that my mommy could be gone.

Infusions, then surgery, then chemo began

We didn't know what to expect.

But even through all of the pain and exhaustion

You still stood strong and erect.

Week after week, first chemo, then shots

You did it without any fuss.

From the outside it looked like nothing was wrong

Your plan to protect the rest of us?

March 1st the whole world heard me holler YIPPEE

That the pump was officially out.

No more chemo, no more shots, it's finally done

Now one more CT scan to 'find out'.

The news we hoped for: "You're clean" finally came

And I finally let myself cry.

The tears kept coming no matter what I did

When I realized my mommy wasn't going to die.

'Whatever it takes' was our anthem this year

Thank you chemo for doing your job.

My girls have their Nana all better again

More lake trips with corn on the cob.

 

Now it's Mother's Day - almost a full year later

As I write this I still shed a tear.

For even though we aren't together this day

You're.  Still.  HERE.

I love you