November 15, 2020

“I remember when my mom first suspected that she has cancer, a word that can shock any home. My mother, and two of my brothers and I were very nervous, but my dad was saying that we cannot be this nervous we first need to find a solution. In a cold winter night, with teary eyes, my mother and a couple of her friends set out to Tehran. The doctor had said that my mother had to undergo surgery immediately, but the doctor was going to Europe and was taking a month there. My mother had two surgeries, she had a really difficult time. My parents went to Tehran again, my uncle came to take care of us. Our friends knew that our parents were away, but didn’t why they were. One night, we were waiting for a call from my father, and my uncle was smoking nonstop. Suddenly, the phone rang, it was my father telling us that my mother had defeated the disease, and I couldn’t believe it until I talked to my mom. Seven years later, she was diagnosed with cancer again, and she beat the disease once again.”