In early December 2008 I had just gotten back from the MD Anderson Cancer Center in Houston to Oklahoma City. My mother was in the hospital at the age of 95 and was experiencing problems, after all she was 95. Telling my Mother in the first place I had cancer was the hardest task I had ever performed because I knew that at her age anything negative could have a bad effect on her health. Also she considered my impervious to problems so as so many of us have a tendency to do, we didn't ever want to disappoint our Mother.
What is important to me today is to remember the daily mail package I received from her during my treatment. it would be articles about real estate, or what was happening in our city, and every article had a handwritten note from her about how she felt about it, Mom felt it was important to keep me in touch with what was going on in my business and also wanted me to feel normal, if that was at all possible. My Mom was a brilliant woman and i don't say that just because he was my Mother, it still amazes me today as i think about her. So I ask myself, what would Mom want me to do today?
I can still hear her voice and the strange way she ended sentences to me when she spoke. She would say, you got to get your work done, OK? You can't waste any moment of your life, OK? I could go on but I always laughed inside about her ending her lessons to me with OK. So I worked today because she was proud of me and told me so, and because I always wanted to make her proud. My Mom just didn't give me life, she gave me the paradigm example of how to live. She was always striving, always learning, always changing. I could go on but I don't need to. You see we talked to each other today. I know it was in my head but that is where she has permanent residence. Guess what, her son was and is very proud of her also.
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