The Gift short story by Dave K


          The Gift 

           short story
           by Dave K death stories

randomkeystroke Please help me, I'm hopelessly lost.
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Story of Life Love & Hope

The Gift short story by Dave K

She is dying.

The doctor was kind, but left no hope. Cancer. My mother is dying of cancer.

She sleeps a lot now, and I have time to think.

At times hopelessness fills my soul. The pain is unbearable.

At other times, memories flood my mind . I always suspected she let me win.

A favorite, family day at the beach.

She is my best friend.

I dread the end.

One day while sitting with her, I remembed something she said at my grandfather's funeral.

Hit by a drunk driver, his death struck me as a tragic waste. Holding me close. she said, it's not how you die that matters, It's how you live.

Life is a gift.

The pain is tempered by a tender thought, my mother's warmth, tenderness and love, her life, was her gift to me.

All that my mother was, she shared with me, and I will share with my little one.

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