things were never the same for me

My Grandma dying when I was around 5. I hardly remember her, but because she wasn't around, my Mom became irresponsible.
After that, my life was completely different.
 
I'd have to say my Mom dying of cancer 6 years ago.

In one way her struggle against the disease and the way she bravely accepted her fate when her time was near changed me as did the way my Dad faithfully cared for her through the final stages of her illness,such Love devotion and tenderness ,it inspires me to this day.
 
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