Mommy, I love you!

         Tossing and turning... When I close my eyes to go to sleep, they pop open once more. I am restless because my mind is flashing images of her. Lying on a hospital bed; forever stuck with this horrible disease. Why is this happening to her? I want to know the truth! Am I supposed to be so confused about everything that's going on? I lie here in my own gruesome nightmare, constantly pinching myself, longing for the "dream" to end, clarifying that she will be okay.
         Once again I flip over, tangling and mussing up my hair even more. All the thoughts that are running through my head are like little ants scattering from a recently crushed home. Will the doctors reach the tumor before it's too late or will the cancer spread farther? I don’t want my mom to have breast cancer.
         Why am I here at my friend's house and not there, waiting for the results to come and confirm that everything is going to be all right? I don’t want to be here, alone and uncertain. I am an innocent lamb, not knowing that there is a big, bad wolf lurking amidst the forest's trees close by.
         My eyelids drift shut, too weak to hold their weight any longer. Only this time the nightmares continue. Even though I do not want to witness them, I needed some form of rest. May it be good or bad...
         It is now time for lunch, but I don’t know if I can eat anything and keep it down without knowing if my mom will be fine. My friend's once welcoming home is now a prison and the two bracelets that hang loosely from each of my arms are the handcuffs. I will soon hopefully be released from my confinement. In a matter of hours I will find out if my mom's breast cancer has been removed or if it has spread to her other breast. I hope she will be rid of her cancer for good.
         Later on in the afternoon, I finally get to go home, to see if my mom is safe and cancer-free. I walk through the front door to see her lying on the living room couch. I run to her and throw my arms around her, being as gentle, yet as fierce as I can. The feelings of love, warmth, and care are surrounding me while I am in her sweet embrace and I don’t want to let her go, ever!
         That night as I am preparing for bed, I whisper the greatest words a mother could ever hear from her daughter. "Mommy, I love you and I always will! Nothing will change that. Please, don’t leave me alone again." Yet my mom didn't even hear me say them, I still truly meant what I had announced. She doesn’t know about the joyful tears that trickled from my eyes. She didn't even know about me falling into a peaceful slumber, which I hadn’t had in a while.
         WARNING: Remember, you may act like you hate your mother, but think about how what you say makes her feel. You don't want to learn that the hard way like I did by being scared of my mom having breast cancer. Your mother [or father] is the most important person in your life. Don't ever take her [them] for granted. So, this I where I must leave you; yes there is more to my life, but there is nothing left for this story. Well, until next time...

(This is a true story!)