she was the easter bunny, the tooth fairy, and my strongest supporter. always in my corner, ready to right a wrong, or at least give advice when i needed to handle something my self. the one who could nurse your wounds, ego or a broken heart. the person who helped me with wedding plans, and help me later get through a divorce. the sadness of my mom being diagnosed with lymphoma first. then finding out that she had stomach cancer later, is to say the least overwhelming. the tests said the pancreas, liver, and adrenal glands were without mass. she went in to have her stomach removed and we believed that the surgery and chemo would extend her life and hopefully ease any of her suffering. to be told after they opened her up that it was in the spleen, pancreas, traveling up her esophagus, and through the stomach wall, not to mention the lymph node involvement was devastasting. they just closed her up. now they want to do chemo and radiation.... she is on oxygen, has a G tube(she isn't eating). after a week and a half in the hospital in pain and suffering with complications she is home. how does one prepare to say goodbye? Where is the hope in all this sadness?