Last year I found out that my mom had Breast cancer. The only thing I could think of was to stay strong and have faith that everything would be okay. Then came the day of the surgery, and I could not stop worrying about what was going to happen. In the end, everything turned out fine, and, every time my mom had her chemotherapy, my mom’s best friend, Lynda Ray would bring over Papa Murphey’s pizza because that was what my mom always craved.
My Mom's story
December 10, 2009