Winning my battle w/cancer only to have my mother diagnosed w/ stage 4 pancreatic cancer and be told she only had 4 months to live. The Lord gave us 7 months. In those months caring for her was my life, nothing else mattered. Weeks later my uncle was also losing his battle with the same cancer. Having an open heart helped me realize even though my pain from losing my mom was fresh my cousin needed me to help prepare her for father’s last days. I would come out of work to go help her. Up until his last breath.