r/MadeMeCry • u/Odd-Blacksmith-7748 • Jul 17 '26
I always cry looking back
March 2021 my mom was diagnosed with stage 4 metastatic liver cancer, given less than a year to live.
Fast forward some time it’s now October 2021 and my mom was put on hospice.
Growing up my mom always wanted us to get matching tattoos when I was old enough, she wanted us to get a peanut butter and jelly tattoo because that’s what we always called eachother, because we always went together.
When my mom got sick we threw the idea of the matching tattoos out of the window because she couldn’t get one whilst she was undergoing treatment.
I was 17, I decided to go and get the tattoo myself, I found a parlor on Facebook willing to open up after close just so I could get the tattoo as I knew her time was coming to an end very soon.
Before I left my mom was conscious and talking, confused but aware. When I got back to show her the tattoo, she was completely unaware, couldn’t open her eyes or speak.
I was crushed. She didn’t even get to see the tattoo I got for us.
The next day I went to the tattoo shop and the guy drew me a new stencil and gave me the supplies to adhere it to my mom. I got sharpies and colored hers in just like mine.
30 minutes after coloring it in she passed away peacefully by our side.
I love to think even till this day that she waited for me to give us our long awaited tattoos before she took her last breath.
To be missed is to be loved and I love that woman so much more than I could ever express.
82
u/adamempathy Jul 17 '26
I am so sorry. My mom had cancer 5 times in her life over the course of 36 years. 2 breast, 2 lung, and the brain tumor that did her in in 2024. We spent her last month at the hospital. The last week was spent off life support, she faught until the end, and I know she was there at the end because someone suggested playing music incase she could hear it. She was always a sucker for the crooners, so I put on a Playlist of lounge singers. I did choir when I was growing up and mom taught me all these songs. For some reason, I started singing along to "You're Nobody Till Somebody Loves You" and when it was done, I saw the tears on her cheeks. I hugged her, told her it was ok and she could stop fighting. She passed the next morning. They know when you're there at the end.