Dear Mom . . .

Dear mom,

You are the strongest and most kind hearted person I know, and I am so proud to be your daughter. I admire your positive attitude, and hope that I can be half the woman that you are.

When you first told me about your breast cancer, I was mad at the world. I kept asking God, "why her? She has done NOTHING wrong. Why my mom?" You came out of the surgery like superwoman. I know you must have been in so much pain, but you got through it. I bet chemotherapy makes you feel like you want to throw up all the time, and makes you feel miserable, but you continue to smile like nothing's wrong.

Every day, you continue to surprise me with your strength.

The day you came to my apartment and told me (and Sherrie) that you were diagnosed with breast cancer, I was broken. After you guys left, I cried. I cried and cried and cried. But I remembered what you told me. You said you don't want us to cry. You asked us to stay positive, for us, and for you.

So I am.

That's why I smile every day. That's why I laugh and make you laugh. That's why I brought cupcakes to chemotherapy. Sometimes, I still think that this situation isn't fair, but I am going to stay positive. I'm going to continue to smile and laugh, for you. You are my best-friend, and the best mother that anyone could ever wish for. I hope that one day, when David and I have kids, I am just like you.

The perfect mom.

I know the next few months... years... are going to be hard, but I am going to be here for you. No matter what. Until the end. Fighting!!! ^^*

I love you so much.