I never spent much time with my father until he also developed cancer and was given a very poor prognosis. I felt very badly because I never really knew him as I should and I simply never took the time. I finally found that I was bathing myself in self pity rather than using those hours to spend with him. I went to the hospital everyday and it was difficult at first just being in that environment. I quickly looked past that around me and I only saw my dad. I asked him every question I ever had and told him of every secret I had ever held. It was a tremendous time for me.
It was a gift.
It's funny in a way, but I think of him more now than before and I also speak to him more. It's like having a loved one who lives far away. He will always be here.
Please take time to learn of her life, because her life is yours. It's her gift to you.
I know it is hard , but I hope you do see this as a very special opportunity to gather memories that you will remember forever.
All the best. . . .