Saturday, At A Mother/daughter Breakfast

I accompanied my aunt/legal guardian to a mother/daughter breakfast. There I cried when I heard a little girl sing a song to her mother who has been diagnosed with cancer, the bad kind, the kind where the doctor gives you little hope. That woman is that little girl's only parent, and I cried because I wished with all that I have that her mother gets better. I cried because I know what it feels like to lose your only parent at such a young age, and I don’t wish it on anybody.
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18-21, F
May 7, 2012