Janice Sanae Higaki Nauman
These are the rules:
So, following these rules, I'm writing because Mom pegged out last night. It's shitty and unfair, but the end was not unexpected. I got to spend a pretty good year with her, one that I wouldn't have had in another situation. We got to share plenty of stories and memories with her and everyone who kept in touch, and we got to make some new ones as well.
There was one afternoon when I was in the hospital, reading. The sun was going down and I thought Mom was sleeping. The light was growing dimmer and I suddenly heard Mom say, with her eyes still closed, "Turn on the light, you're straining your eyes." In the end, she'll always be with us. And even for those of you who never met her, she'll be with you through me. What more can I ask for, really?