Personal Narrative: My Mother's Cancer

I, at the age of 8, traveled to Chicago with my mom, brother, and dad. We went to one of the museums in Chicago. I remember we were in one of the rooms that held all of the famous paintings. I remember the minute when my dad's phone rang and the sad empty expression shown on his face. That is when we got the news that Jen had her cancer come back. She was diagnosed with Non Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. At that moment I remember going to the bathroom with my mom and balling my eyes out. That is when all the questions came to me, like why it came back, and what she is going to have to do to cure her cancer. My poor parents so helpless with answers to these questions and couldn't find the way to explain it to me. I remember when we got told she was in the hospital up in Chicago. I …show more content…
I remember walking into her room at the hospital and her blank expression shown on her face. That is when my heart sank and i knew she was really sick. I remember her husband as I refer to as Nabour was sitting in the corner in one of the chairs watching tv. I remember her opening her card with no emotional change on her face at all, not even a smile or a little giggle. Right then and there my heart sank I knew it was her time. So that night ride home was very silent.
The next couple days went by and she finally arrived back at home. I can picture her getting out of the car with her oxygen tank. I remember all the long nights with their family and my family sitting on the patio eating dinner and talking about memories. I remember her emotionless face every time she would walk out the house and the huge hassle it was to maneuver the oxygen tank. I