My name is Lisa Chance I am 37 years old. This memorial is for my mother. My mother was taken away from me to soon. I thought the world had come to an end the day she passed away. Just having my mother pass away wasn't enough, I had to actually watch her fall into a deep slow fade while she was trying to catch her last breathe. I felt so helpless. There was nothing I could do for her.I wished I could take her place just for that moment so she wouldn't feel any suffering. To this day I am not sure why mother passed away. In a way I believe she was so malnourished from having her colon rupture a few years before, that she just couldn't over come it. The doctor that performed the operation told us that her organs were mush and that by doing a colostomy that we might get a few more years with her. Her last visit in the hospital was quite confusing because no one told me anything except there was nothing they could do and she may have cancer, but they were unsure. I believe in my heart the doctors were afraid to tell me that she had starved herself to near death.At least I was fortunate enough to have a view more weeks with her all to myself. I made certain that her last days were filled with joy and peace. She was able to play with her grandchildren one last time, spend time with my dad, and she talked to me a lot about when the time comes not to grieve over her and how I should watch over my dad and brother. I have tried to do that for her, but sometimes it is hard because I have never been the preferred family member, but I will not stop trying. I made a promise to her and I intend to try my best to keep it. My mother and I have always been close, almost like sisters and it is still ripping me up inside not having her to talk too. My children are still traumatized by the event and still cry. Maybe by putting up this memorial it will help us in some way to cope.

My name is Lisa Chance I am 37 years old. This memorial is for my mother. My mother was taken away from me to soon. I thought the world had come to an end the day she passed away. Just having my mother pass away wasn't enough, I had to actually watch her fall into a deep slow fade while she was trying to catch her last breathe. I felt so helpless. There was nothing I could do for her.I wished I could take her place just for that moment so she wouldn't feel any suffering. To this day I am not sure why mother passed away. In a way I believe she was so malnourished from having her colon rupture a few years before, that she just couldn't over come it. The doctor that performed the operation told us that her organs were mush and that by doing a colostomy that we might get a few more years with her. Her last visit in the hospital was quite confusing because no one told me anything except there was nothing they could do and she may have cancer, but they were unsure. I believe in my heart the doctors were afraid to tell me that she had starved herself to near death.At least I was fortunate enough to have a view more weeks with her all to myself. I made certain that her last days were filled with joy and peace. She was able to play with her grandchildren one last time, spend time with my dad, and she talked to me a lot about when the time comes not to grieve over her and how I should watch over my dad and brother. I have tried to do that for her, but sometimes it is hard because I have never been the preferred family member, but I will not stop trying. I made a promise to her and I intend to try my best to keep it. My mother and I have always been close, almost like sisters and it is still ripping me up inside not having her to talk too. My children are still traumatized by the event and still cry. Maybe by putting up this memorial it will help us in some way to cope.