I lost my Mother to SCLC almost a year ago. I cannot get the memory of her dying out of my head. I made certain that I was with her; my sister and I held her hand as she passed. She meant so much to me. But over the past year, I have come to appreciate her more than I had before. She wasn't only my Mother, she was a woman. I wish I had more time with her to pick her brain. She was always my rock and I tried to be hers. I hear over and over that you have to remember the good times. While I do, I am not able to get past the fact that she lived with this horrible disease for almost 6 years. She was a fighter until the end and then it robbed us of her. I am still very sad, sensitive, and devastated by her loss. I miss her and wish I could just hear her voice.