Sometimes I Follow Butterflies

Six years ago today, my mother took her last breath. She had fought long enough. She had beaten the odds and survived for almost 10 years with stage 4 breast cancer. She was a warrior but her fight was over and it was time to go.

I was fortunate to spend 7 hours with her one-on-one the day before she passed. We reminisced and had deep conversations about life. She reminded me how much I had loved writing…