Biopsy

My mom came in last night and planted a kiss on the side of my head. "Goodnight," she said.

"G'night," I mumbled, never taking my eyes off the computer screen.

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I looked at my mom's biopsy report in my hands earlier tonight, relieved beyond words at the terms "no malignancy" and "no carcinomas" staring at me.

And I realised how much we take for granted the people that matter most to us. I wanted to jump into her arms and cry. I can't even bear to imagine what would happen if the biopsy turned out otherwise.

I'm sorry, Mom. I will try harder. For you. Just because you've never ever given me anything less than best.

Thank God for second chances.