More memories....

One of the most difficult nights and days was the night I got called in to the hospital around midnight because my mother was in a weird state, and the morning that followed ... That night was as scary and difficult as it gets. I didn't sleep a second, and neither did she... In the morning, I received the news that it was cancer, and it was the day she was being released from the hospital... She was very happy to leave the hospital, like a little child.. She did not believe it much, that I started making preparations in front of her on purpose very early on to have her believe that we were indeed leaving, only then she calmed down and was happy.. But that happiness felt like shit because I knew what she didn't know, and that she was going to go through a much tougher treatment and a lot ot hospital time in the future... Except that I didn't know what I thought I knew, because she died a week later.