I had never seen my mom cry like she cried on the night my father died. I never knew a person could hurt like that. She lost a piece of her when he died and seeing her devastated like that, I lost a piece of me too. There was nothing I could do to help her. For all the times she was there for me and did all she could for me when I was hurting.....there was nothing I could do to help her, except hold her and listen to her cries of pain and anguish. Just thinking about that night still rips me up inside and brings a tear to my eye.
