Its been weird. About 3 weeks ago my mom nonchalantly tells me and my brother that they found a lump in her breats and she has to get a biopsy to check it. Total shock. I mean total. We talked about it just a little bit then didn't. Jean-Claude wasn't there when she told us and I wanted to tell him that night but I just couldnt do it. Every time I tried, I feet the stinging behind my eyes. I feel it now. She had the test on Monday. My brother, Stepdad and Me waited in the waiting room for her to have it done. I know it is silly but I just wanted her to know I was there. Then she came out all smiles and we went and had lunch but the whole time, those stinging tears were on the verge. I was thinking selfishly of myself a little too. Like what would it mean if she really had cancer. I am a carbon copy of her. And it scared the crap out of me.
But I am happy.
She got the results and she is fine. Negative. They will check it again next year. So for another year at least, I am a happy people again.