I’m proud, I’m so proud of you. Proud of how strong you have been in the past 5 months. Proud of how you witnessed your hair fall out strand by strand and merely cracked a joke about it. Proud of how you watched your body deteriorate day by day but still pretended you were strong. Proud of how you kept a lively spirit even though your internal organs were eating you alive. Proud of how you got through these months of chemotherapy with such grace.
Mom, I’m proud. Proud of how your smile never left your face as they rolled you into the OR even though you knew when you open your eyes next one of your breasts would be missing. Proud of how slowly yet surely you forced yourself to look at the empty space. It took 44 hours but eventually you lowered your eyes to examine your new self, your new chest—the one with only one breast.
Tell me mom, how does a woman say goodbye to a part of her body; how did you accept the parting?
PS. So glad to have you back home tomorrow.
PPS. I’ll make ‘Tah Cheen’ :)..Yeap..me cook