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Being My Mom's Caregiver Altered My Life Perspective.

Life is truly short, live it.

When my mother was diagnosed with fourth stage breast cancer I took a deep breath and said, "No, not us!" I had a family, three kids, one with autism, and there was no time to stop to care for my mother. But being a nurse, and loving my mother, I knew I had no choice. She was coming to my home to die, and her final battle with breast cancer would affect my entire family. The emotions and drama of watching a loved one slowly slip away is way beyond six simple words. If I had to say them, they would be, "Tragic, Gut-wrenching, Enlightment, Strength, Spiritual, Life." As a loved one leaves and as a caregiver, your life will be forever altered. The meaning of life will truly be defined. Your purpose in life will be defined. Nothing remains the same. My children were touched and also developed wisdom beyond their years by being involved in the last life experience of death. As my mother passed on surrounded by her family singing gospel songs in my home, I felt my entire soul shine. Being my mother's caregiver initiated my own life altering experience that continues on today. Life is truly short, live it.


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