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.