It's kind of like, you never see this sort of thing coming.

My mother.
My rock.
My love.

She has ALWAYS been there for me, since I was born. Never left my side, even when my father decided to. And at times I will admit that I took advantage of this. I never really appreciated my mother like I should have. I always acknowledged that she did everything for me, but it never really sunk into my head that she was all I really had. The only person I could count on for absolutely anything. She will not let me fail, and has always helped me succeed at anything and everything I wanted to do.
And now my mother is sick. She has a number of lumps on her thyroids that could very well be cancerous. So, August 11, 2008, she will have to undergo surgery to have them removed to see if they are indeed cancerous, and if so, they will have to determine if it has spread at all. I'm really scared. I'm trying my best to be strong and help my mom in all ways possible, but in the back of my mind I can't help but think that she may have cancer and may die soon. I don't like thinking about this but I just can't help it. I'm always in prayer, however. Because I know that God does not want me to worry about my moms health because he is going to take care of it.

So I'm stayng positive.