This is an email I sent to friends after I lost my mom on July 2, 2008. It’s no coincidence that I’ll be summiting Kilimanjaro with Survivor Summit and LIVESTRONG on July 2, four years to the day after my mom died.
I feel no differently about that day now than I did then. I live strong for Lou every day, but I’ll live strongest that day specifically. Cancer is my mountain. I plan to conquer it — one step, and one donation at a time.
—– Original Message —-
From: Kim McIntyre
To: Kim McIntyre
Sent: Wednesday, July 9, 2008 6:50:26 PM
Subject: There’s one more star in the sky
Hi to all,
As of July 2, there’s one more star in the sky. That was the day my mom lost her most recent battle and consequently, her 22-year war against breast cancer.
Independence Day takes on a new meaning to me now – it marks my mom’s freedom from suffering. We all feel a sense of relief knowing that she has no more sore bones, does not need oxygen, can breath without gasping and walk without neuropathy. She’s retired her walker, grabber, wheelchair and her titanium hip. Her medi-port is gonzo, she’s not popping pills or being poked and prodded with needles.
Even better, she’s in good company in heaven, where I’m sure she’s been socializing with people and a few pets she adores. I’d like to believe the first thing she did was go to a “real lunch” with her dear “chemo friend” Elizabeth the way two healthy women do. If my mom got a vote, I’m sure they’re at Chili’s. And, I’m sure that my friend (Officer) Jeff Fontana is on her detail. I’m green with envy that she can give him the hug I’ve so longed to give him for the last seven years.
While my mom’s entire journey was prolonged, painful and scary, her final few hours were peaceful and comfortable. My dad, sister and I were with her, supporting her and one another as she always hoped we would. Now the journey is ours to continue as we all try to find our footing again. She wanted that for us and always hated knowing how profoundly her cancer hurt all of us. So while our grieving continues, we have started to heal.
Thank you, thank you for you filling our hearts with love. Your support means so much. I know I speak for all of us when I say that my cup overfloweth.