So, we’re here.
This journey has been 4 years in the making but Karen and I knew that we may have to deal with my mom’s cancer again. Once she announced that she wouldn’t undergo another round of chemo, we hoped for the best but we prepared for the worst.
I’m writing about this, partly because it’ll help me keep a little sanity but also because I want to remember this time with her. At some point, I’ll look back on the details and try to make sense of them.
So yeah, it might be a little depressing, but I’ll try to include some funny anecdotes and stories. I’m sure that there will be plenty, knowing my parents, the way I do. All families have quirks and that’s what makes us unique and interesting.
Deep breath – here we go…