The Last Rodeo — Memories of Mama

Little girl missing front teeth and her beautiful dark haired mother standing in the sunshine.
Mama and five-year-old me, pleased with my gap toothed grin.

Brain cancer killed Mama after two long years of treatment. It wasn’t her first rodeo — she beat ovarian cancer nine years earlier.

Mama and I joked that she never got colds or the flu, only aggressive cancers. Even as her cognitive abilities and motor skills were squeezed out by the glioblastoma, she retained her darkly goofy sense of humor and her big smile until a couple of days before she died. Then…



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Aixe Djelal

Impatient optimist. Slow cyclist. Photo taker. Tech worker bee. Everything is usually fun(ny) if you look at it twice.