Personal Experience: My Mother Had Cancer

Personal statement

Emptiness, confusion, uncertainty, suspense, but above all, fear. These emotions hit me like lightning, and they were definitely too much to handle for an 11 year old. Cancer, my mother said, her tone was almost mellow. I knew that she was sick, but cancer? Breast cancer, in fact, it took me a very long time to process such a short sentence. Immediately I knew it was the last day I could cry. My mother did not need a baby crying; she already had my sisters to care for, not to mention herself. That same afternoon, right after I hugged my mother and lied to myself that everything was going to be just fine, I knew I was a different person. But it was 5 years later when I realize that I had changed, when my mom came home from the doctor and for the second time I had hear she had cancer.

Sometimes it is hard to understand life and its obstacles. I started to question why this was happening to my mother when she had always been strong and healthy. Then, due to a nauseating distress, I think, I was startled with flashing images of people who suffer unjustly around t...