So years ago my father died and now my mother is gone.

Neither of them should have gone so soon.

My father used booze as medicine.

My mother ignored signs of serious illness. Cancer.

Love ya both and I'll miss ya.

At least I got the chance to say goodbye to my mother and tell her how I felt.

Such a shame it took almost dying for her to start treatment. It was too late though.

I'm gonna be sad and angry for awhile. Don't mind me.