Everyone wants a spectacular cancer survivor story, but the reality is about 569,000 people die each year from it in the U.S. alone. My mom will most likely be added to that list soon. She had a cancer survivor story once… twice actually. But it’s back for the third time now, and there’s no surviving this.
I’ve given up hope a long time ago about her getting better. My only hope now is for her to have a peaceful death. I feel the sense of urgency to visit with her as much as possible. To sit by her side and gently hold her hand. To have conversations while she still has the energy and awareness for them.
A few months ago I decided to do a photo series of my mom to capture the reality of living with terminal cancer. I’ll be sharing new photos, personal reflections, and interviews every week. I hope that the many families affected by this disease will find some solace from it.