I lost my mother 4 years ago. She was an amazing woman. The thing is most of my life it was not always that way. I have been a a gay women since I can remember. I took care of my mother and my sister for over 10 years. Before my mom got sick we actually would go to the store on the weekend. We would talk and she in the end we created that bond. That is what I waited for my entire life. When she got sick she died 3 weeks later. The hospital sent her home on my birthday. They told me nothing. All I had for a day and a half was her begging for my help.