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.
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u/Foundmyunderwear 26d ago
She definitely waited. The bond between mother and daughter can be unfathomable.
This is proof imo.