I am one of 5. I was raised by my daddy and didn't see much of my mom when I was growing up.
My mother had cancer and I was with her from the first operation. The oldest child had reservations and didn't want to go to the hospital, but did and then made it all about her. Then took the oppertunity to tell us stories about what our mom did and said to us when we were little. I could of gone the rest of my life not knowing what I know now.
And then when mom got real sick with her cancer my sister got mad when I the second to yongest stepped up and got mom some Hospice Care. We ended up putting her in a nursing home and my sister went in and took her out but didn't take her to her house she took mom back to her house to her husband who could not take care of himself yet alone take care of mom.
My mom lost her battle with cancer one year ago and us kids are still hurting over it and now our dad has cancer..And my sister is starting to do with dad as with mom.
We hardly talk anymore.
We are grown and have our own families..Except for this sister she is married with no kids.

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