Never fades away when it's cancer, does it? Watching her suffer, a woman everyone loved, including me...it is the worst way to die, especially when it enters your brain. Was a year and a half ago but feels like yesterday. Hospitals, snapshots of her bent over trying to contain herself, will never go away.
My Mom's the reason I'm building this bike. That's why it's green, her favourite colour. Not mine LOL...but it's growing on me.