REMEMBERING
1992 should have been the best year of my life because my first child
was due in the October. We found out that my mother had liver cancer,
in April 1992. It was an extremely difficult time for us all.
My Mom did see the scan when I was 16 weeks pregnant and all she
wanted was to be around for when he was born.
I still remember, at the age of 29, sitting on her lap so she
could feel my tummy and feel him move. She knew she wouldn't be
around in October but never told us. She never told us that the
doctors had diagnosed the liver cancer as secondary.
(She was always thinking about us and trying to protect us.)
I wish that she had told us then as we wouldn't have encouraged her
to have chemotherapy.
She died with dignity in
St Giles Hospice - Lichfield, Staffs, June 23rd 1992. They were
lovely people in the Hospice.
All I ever seem to remember are
the times after we found out about my Mom's illness. I just
hope that I never forget how it was before she became ill. I often
sit quietly and try to remember about when I was a child and
the good times we had. I didn't give her a very easy time and
I wish that she was still around so I could say sorry
for all the naughty things I did as a child and as teenager!!
You never realise what having children is like until you have
them yourself. I now know the amazing love she had for my sister
and me.
I know that I shall never forget my Mom and
maybe, just maybe, we shall meet up again.
Juliette Watkiss
9th December 2001
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