Yesterday, I had to say goodbye to my mother and best friend. I wasn’t ready to let her to go, but I couldn’t keep asking her to stay. She fought cancer hard for five long years, and her poor body just couldn’t do it anymore. But she didn’t lose. I lost. My family lost. Everyone who has ever met her has lost.
I’m so grateful that I had flown out and was able to be with her these last few days, but now, I can’t believe she’s gone. She was my touchstone, a true inspiration, and the best person I have ever known. We spoke almost every day, and just the sound of her voice could make me smile. I’ll miss talking to her, hearing her laugh, and sharing the big and small details of our lives, but most of all, I’ll just miss her.
Mom was my biggest supporter and fiercest advocate. She read every book and script I wrote, and believed in my dream of writing when other people thought I was crazy. But even as a writer, I don’t have the words to say just how much I loved her and will miss her.
The sky has gained another bright star, though I wish her light was still here with me. Until we meet again…