One day my Mom told me that she was diagnosed with breast cancer. So I went to the doctor with her to arrange her treatment plan and ask a lot of questions. We sat silently in the waiting room of the cancer wing at the hospital. I held my breath when I saw a gift shop full of wigs. Mom dug for her glasses at the bottom of her purse so she could read the paperwork clearly. I thought she seemed serious & scared. I tried to be brave. But I gulped back tears, knowing that no matter what happens this time, I would not have her forever.