Letter to My Family

In case you haven't heard the sad news, my mother died on Monday, August 3, 2009, after fighting lung cancer for 9 months, 8 days.

Because I did not show up to see my mother as often as others wanted me to, I have been judged by my closest relatives.

Here is my response to the negative posts on Facebook and nasty emails I received:

Just because I was not physically there for my mom as often as you and others does not mean I did not care or that I was ignoring the problem. At least, I admit I cannot/could not handle it. My mom knew why I wasn't around and she accepted it. You can ask Dayna, my sister, about it.

I've been through having a sick parent (open heart surgery, twice) before with my dad and I did it all alone. But for whatever reason that is okay. But I didn't/haven't held it against anyone in the family.

If you would like to know more about my life then ask. So much has happened to me and my mom taught me to be an independent,self-sustaining, self-supporting woman, so there is much my family does not know.

The few times I have asked for help, the answer was no, so I quit asking.

I love my family but I don't show it in the way you want or others want so I get judged. But this is me... this is who I am.


To see the obituary, go to Boylan Funeral Home.