Hi! (Imma be typing a lot of these, haha.) I was the creator of "Heart Ache Story Contest" and I was swamped with - bleh - everything and I never got around to finish judging and commenting on these stories. So rather than to continue procrastinating (awh.), here I am.
I remember reading this one, I've got to say I cried when I read this the first time - so when I went to reread it, I saw the beginning and I'm like, haha, no. Right to the comments. This touches my heart with the topic because my mom suffered from breast cancer, but she's a fighter and she's still hanging around. Gosh, I just skimmed it and I'm tearing up. Enough of my rambling, blubbery, sapiness. Beautiful job<3