My most memorable Mother's Day was in 1994. Our family had left for Japan as missionaries in early March of that year, and in April we received a phone call that my mom was in the hospital. She had just been diagnosed with advanced cancer, and it wasn't known whether she would live even a few weeks. I returned to North Carolina; my sister (who was in South Africa with her family as missionaries) returned to North Carolina; my brother drove in, and my oldest sister lived there. We spent a couple of weeks there with my mom. Thankfully, radiation treatment gave her several good months before her Homegoing the following February.
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