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<strong>Siouxland</strong> <strong>Magazine</strong> | Inspire /30<br />

“<br />

I was in complete denial that my mom<br />

was dying. Over those two years we lost<br />

my maternal grandma, and a paternal<br />

and maternal uncle. Even in all this, I didn’t<br />

know grief. The kind of grief that changes<br />

the course of your life.<br />

”<br />

After getting her diagnosis the doctor told her to get her<br />

things in order, that she had up to one month to live. Even<br />

though my mom survived for two years, I am still grieving<br />

this life that I had seen my mother being very present in.<br />

Jason and I planned our wedding as a destination.<br />

Everything was set and we were planning to be married in<br />

Jamaica the first week of September 2007. Both families<br />

were booked and ready to join us. Six months before<br />

our destination wedding mom told us she didn’t think<br />

she would be able to make it, and that flying would be<br />

impossible for her. The fix was easy. Because I find it easy<br />

to control what the future is, I knew I needed to plan a<br />

wedding at my childhood home, so that Mom could be<br />

there. Both families canceled their trip to Jamaica, and we<br />

began planning a backyard wedding for August 25, 2007.<br />

When finalizing everything one summer evening at the<br />

house with my mom, she said, “Sam, I don’t think I will<br />

make it to the wedding.”<br />

It was so close, I didn’t fathom Mom to be right in her<br />

speculation for the future. I responded, “Well, I don’t even<br />

want to talk about that, as it won’t happen that way.” I think<br />

about this still to this day and wish I had the conversation<br />

with Mom. I wasn’t ready to allow sadness to take from<br />

the euphoria I felt in the moments of wedding planning,<br />

and the thought of Mom not being around was much<br />

to devastating. During this time, I was an independent<br />

hairstylist and could set my own schedule. This allowed me<br />

the ability to be with Mom during her treatments if Dad was<br />

working overnight. Mom was a very independent person,<br />

so she never asked for help.<br />

August 3rd, 2007, my mom took her last breath with all<br />

of us surrounding her. Several doctors gave Mom 1-3<br />

months to live and Mom survived two years. She not only<br />

survived, but she LIVED. She graduated with her master’s in<br />

social work, continued a full caseload as a guardian ad-litem,<br />

was a school counselor for a local school, and let’s not forget<br />

fighting cancer. At one of the many hospitals stays with mom,<br />

my older sister asked my mom how she does it all; “One<br />

minute at a time. You can do anything for just one minute.”<br />

In another conversation, mom with me, mom talked about<br />

marriage and me marrying Jason. She said, “Sam, if I can<br />

give you any advice, it would be to not let life change the<br />

way you feel right now.” Mom and dad struggled with<br />

Me and Mom at our family vacation in Duck, NC.<br />

things in their marriage and in true fashion didn’t allow<br />

us kids to see how to fight properly as a married couple.<br />

Most of the time was spent with mom being cold to dad<br />

for reasons we never knew why. She continued, “I have<br />

spent so much time being mad at your dad, that I realize<br />

now how much we missed out on with each other, and<br />

now it’s too late.”<br />

Jason and I married August 25th as planned. I understand<br />

now that mom wasn’t going to make it to my wedding in<br />

the way she had hoped, but she was there. That summer<br />

was extremely dry, and everything was brown from the<br />

lack of rain and extreme heat. For five days straight it<br />

rained after mom died. We had the greenest, most<br />

perfect weather for our wedding day!<br />

They say you should never do big life changes during<br />

loss or tragedy. I understand what they mean by that.<br />

Mourning the loss of mom was stunted with feelings of<br />

excitement to a wedding. It confuses the brain, and then<br />

that trauma and sadness stays with you. Even after the<br />

wedding, mourning mom was put on hold with another<br />

tragedy.<br />

September 2nd, 2007, one week after our wedding,<br />

Jason and I were having a conversation about how<br />

we would be in Jamaica right now had we kept our<br />

original wedding plans. We agreed that our wedding<br />

was beautiful and worth the switch, even if mom wasn’t<br />

physically there. The morning of September 3rd, 2007, I<br />

was feeling sad, but happy it was a holiday weekend and<br />

could veg on the couch, or so I thought.<br />

“<br />

Exactly one month after Mom died and<br />

one week after our wedding, we were<br />

now getting the devastating news that<br />

our sister died.<br />

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