Finding out my mother has cancer, three months after her diagnosis, surgery and starting chemo. I never thought I would be one of the millions of daughters to find out their mother has ovarian cancer.
Especially since she was diagnosed with RA and fibromyalgia, when she was 50. Just in case you haven’t put the dots together, I will be 50 next year.
Finding out through an email from your estranged sister, is no picnic either, and honestly just another knife in my heart, all because my Mother had called me for my birthday, I was unable to answer the call because I was out to dinner celebrating with a friend. The following day she called again, this time I just didn’t have it in me to answer and thought I will call her back in a couple of weeks for her birthday. Since I had not responded to her calls, my Sister decided to email me, at my Mother’s request.
Of course, that caught my attention, and I called immediately, it was not lost on me, when she told me she had called to give me the news. What she had intended was to call me on my birthday to give me this horrific news, what a gift, Thanks Mom. That plan of hers back fired when I didn’t respond.
When I finally did get the chance to talk to her, she went on to unleash her hatred, anger, lies, venom on me. Telling me what a terrible person I am, etc. a couple servings of the usual dose she throws up on me.
It makes it so very difficult to love, be vulnerable or even want to be in the presence of someone who thinks, feels and believes these things of you. BUT she does, she somehow believes that after all the verbal abuse, I will kneel down and beg for forgiveness, while repenting to be so terrible. She obviously doesn’t know me, or psychology.
Even though, I still ONLY wish her health, love and happiness but mostly peace. I pray for her and her Soul.