User blog:Hankouseimei/Translation of Wotamin's blog entry regarding her mother.

As requested, here is a translation of this very important blog entry by Wotamin regarding her late mother; in case anyone would like to know, but can't read Japanese well enough to understand.

I figured it would be better to post it as a blog page so it's a bit more visible.

This was bit of a quick translation so I might have gotten a few things mixed up, but I'm certain I got the gist of it down.

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It's been a while. Today, I've written a blog entry about something I want all of you to know about. It's not exactly good news, so please be prepared and understanding.

August 23rd, 2013. My mother, as if she was just sleeping, went to heaven. She was only 58 years old. She was far too young.

October 2009. My mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. At the time, it had already metastized to her lymphatic system, spinal column, and liver. It was end-stage, and terminal, and my mother was told she didn't have much longer to live.

Even so, my mother was bright and cheerful as always. I don't know how many times her smile saved me.

I'd only heard this when my mother passed, but it seems that the average life expectancy after being diagnosed with breast cancer is only about a month. And yet my mother kept living for about five years. I'm sure she was worried sick about all of us. Thank you for everything, mom.

I'm sure some of you are asking why I'm sharing this with all of you. It's because my mother was my #1 fan. And then, after letting her see the replies and messages all of you have sent me, she was happy, yet tears were coming out of her eyes at the same time. "Your mother has to do her best, you know." She always said that while fighting her disease. And my mother's feelings of gratitude to all of you, I'd like to deliver in my mother's stead.

About my mother, about my mother's struggle, I want everyone to know about.

Thinking something like that might be selfish. But, maybe it's for the best.

My mother did the very best she could. She tried harder than anyone could have expected.

When I think about my mother watching over me in heaven, I feel remarkably reassured. It's nice that heaven isn't a painful place to be in.

From the me who still doesn't quite know how she feels... There are still many, many things I'd like to write about, but. There's no end to it, so I'll stop here.

Thank you for reading to the end.