I can honestly say it was the best of times and the worst of times. I was joyfully expecting my first child at the same time that my mother was 1 her battle with a brain tumor (瘤). For ten years, my fiercely independent and 2 mother had fought, but none of the treatments had been successful. 3 , she never lost her ability to smile. But now, finally, she became totally 4 -unable to speak, walk, eat or dress on her own. As she grew closer and closer to death, my 5 grew closer and closer to life inside me. My biggest 6 was that their lives would never connect. I was sad not only at the 7 loss of my mother, but that she and my baby would never know each other. Her doctor did not 8 any hope; they told us her time was up. We brought Mother 9 to her own bed in her own house. As 10 as I could, I sat beside her and talked to her about the baby moving inside me. On February 3, 989, at about the same time my labor (分娩) 11 , Mother opened her eyes. When they told me this at the 12 , I called her home, "Mom, listen. The baby is coming! You're going to have a new grandchild!" "Yes! Yes! I know!" Four beautiful words! The first 13 words she'd spoken in months! When I 14 again an hour later, the nurse at her house told the 15 message: Mom sat up, smiling, with her oxygen tubes removed. When I brought Jacob home. Mom was sitting in her chair and 16 to welcome him. Tears of joy blocked my vision as I 17 my son in her arms and she clucked (发出咯咯声) at him. They 18 . Then she quietly clipped hack into a coma (昏迷) and 19 peacefully. Memories of my son's birth will always be 20 for me, but it was then that I learned love has the power to overcome any worries and any sorrow. And love can last forever. |