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[cassidyrose]

This made me cry. Warning: Don't read if stuff about people's family members dying upsets you and you don't want to be upset.

Last night one of my friends remarked that her mother dying (her mother is alive and well) is one of the frightening, scary things in the world she can think of.

I have to agree.

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[klwalton.livejournal.com]

My grandmother died only a few years ago, at 94. My mother, who was 68 at the time, said having her mom die was losing the one person in the world who really had known her all her life. I know what she means. I tend to talk to my mom a lot these days, calling her 3 or 4 times a week.

[mactavish.livejournal.com]

I realized last night that I don't remember what having a mother was like. I remember her laugh, her skin texture, her smell, but I don't really remember the day to day relationship with her. And I'll never know what it's like to be an adult woman losing a mother. In a way, I'm glad for that. On the other hand, sometimes I want to have had that relationship.

I share Casey's mom with him. She's amazing, and I love her.

[whereisbeck.livejournal.com]

My mum had cancer earlier this year...and though we'd become increasingly close up to that point, it wasn't until she was sick that I realised how close we were and how frightened I was that she would die.
She pulled through it, and we're closer than ever, I speak to her every day. The fear of losing her (or my dad for that matter) pops up at the oddest moments though, and it's one of the most terrifying things I can imagine.