My Mother

Leisa Persall

I was 29 when my mother died of complications of Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma. Mom was just short of her 36th birthday when she was diagnosed in 1977. I remember the awful lump I had that made it difficult for me to swallow anything when I first found out she was sick. 13 years later, on the anniversary of her death, that feeling recurred. This is still hard to write even though the anniversary of her death was Oct 19, 1990. Today's date is Nov 1, 1997.

Just the day before her death on Oct 19, 1990, her social worker at the hospital told me how proud my mother was of all 3 of us kids. This of course just made me cry. The only thing Mom wanted for us kids was that we are happy in no matter what we may do. Unfortunately we never gave her any grandchildren while she was alive to enjoy them, but coming in February of this next year will be her first grandchild. When my sister told me she was pregnant, my first thought was of how happy my mother would be, but I think my father is pretty happy to be a first time granddad. Recently I lost a very beloved pet cat. I prayed to my mother's spirit to look after my cat Elvis' spirit until I get there myself. My mom was an animal lover and especially a cat lover. I know she'll look after Elvis till I get there. This gives me some peace of mind. And don't think that I don't miss my mother because I really do, but I know she's in a better place and I kind of envy her at times. I just want to say I miss you Mom, and I'm looking forward to seeing you again forever.

Your daughter, Leisa.

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anniversary date 10-19-90
date of post 11-01-97

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