That really hits home for me, because my mom has definitely been the most positive influence on my life. Before starting kindergarten (or first grade, I can't remember which, I know it was before when I would have learned it in school) she taught me how to read. She's a very strong intellectual, with a definite obsession with reading a good book, and I inherited that from her. I also inherited what I call the educational "spark" from her. The knowledge that there is always more to learn, and the desire to learn it. The worst part is she likely won't be there to see me grow up. See me start my career, live on my own, get married (if that ever even happens) etc.
She's also the most positive family member I have. She's always been positive and encouraging, whereas my dad is Mr. Constructive Criticism. I mean, I know he loves me and would walk
through fire for me, but he tends to be a "negative person". If you tell him you have a plan, his first question is "what will you do if it fails?", or "how do you think you are going to do that?". I know he means well, but he doesn't realize how detrimental that can be.
I do feel bad for him though. He's spent the last 30-something years working his ... off, 60-70 hours a week, for people that take advantage of him, and always end up throwing him under the bus. MUCH of that time spent away from us, and now his soulmate is going to be torn from him and there's nothing he can do about it. When I was in my early teens, my mom got laid off as a computer programmer at capitol one, and had to go back to school and became a real estate appraiser. They've had a very hard life. They made plenty of money, but then always managed to have it all taken away.
I'll say this, I am an atheist. I have the opinion that there is no god, or at least if there is one, he is a cold, cruel monster of a being to do something like this, but I have no idea how my father continues to believe, to have this happen after all he has been through.
Also, a bit of irony. My mom has been a pack a day smoker for at least 40 years, and the doctors couldn't believe that the X-ray of her lungs was completely clear.
All of this just further reinforces my belief that the universe is one gigantic tragically cruel joke.