My Daughter

My daughter is eleven years old and has been my best friend and my inspirationto keep me going through my days of sorrow and my days of happiness. I wasdiagnosed with cancer in March of 2002 and went through chemotherapy for over ayear.

She never gave up hope in me; I was the one giving up on myself. I think she's alot wiser and smarter than I was. I was in and out of the hospital so much andso very sick.

She took care of me, washed dishes, did laundry, and householdchores. To me, that wasn't important.

What was important was what she told me one day:“Mommy, get down on your kneeswith me, hold my hand, and pray with me.” My daughter and I have a closerelationship. She doesn't want much or ask for much. The only thing she askedfor at Christmas was that her mommy gets better.

I am in remission and intend to hopefully stay that way. I wanted my daughter toknow that I love her with all my heart and I will always be there no matter whatobstacles she comes to. Mommy loves you.

我的女兒

[肯塔基州]帕密拉·格雷

我女兒11歲了，她是我最好的朋友，鼓勵我度過悲傷和幸福的日子。我于2002年3月被確診為癌癥，已化療一年了。

她從來沒對我舍棄一絲期望;我是被宣告沒辦法治好的人了。我覺得她比我聰明伶俐。我進進出出醫(yī)院那樣多次，病得那樣厲害。她照顧我，洗碟子，洗衣服，做家務。對我而言，那無關緊要。

要緊的是有一天她對我說，“母親，和我一塊跪下，握著我的手，和我一塊祈禱。”我和女兒非常親密。她不想更多或需要更多。圣誕她需要得到唯一的東西就是***媽病好。

我病減輕了，抱著一絲期望活下去。我想讓我女兒了解我由衷地愛她。我將總在她身邊，無論她遇見什么挫折。母親愛你。