To begin with, I would like to say that I have the most Loving, inspiring and spiritually-tuned Mother that I have ever known.

Since I was in the 6th grade, she has struggled with cancer in various forms. The past two years have been especially bad given that the cancer in her brain has grown, despite various surgeries and treatments. As this has happened, I have seen this beautiful woman slowly decay physically. Her speech began to slur, eventually leading to an inability to communicate at all. She lost her appetite, which left her unable to maintain body strength; leaving my Father, Brother and I to assist her with every facet of her life.
It has been our honor to assist her through all of this. Times have been tough; though I have constantly felt the Love of Jesus Christ resting upon our home.
Today we had one such moment that I will always treasure.
A lady from my Mom’s local church came by to visit with Mom and give her a beautiful necklace made just for her. We had the usual difficulty communicating with Mom, though she did seem to understand a little more clearly today than before. After her visit, I helped Mom finish her lunch and then helped her into bed.
Usually, it is quite a laborious task to get her into bed. With her unable to help, she is pretty much “dead weight”. But today, she helped quite a lot. Almost instantly though, she seemed to “wake up” from months of incoherence. She looked at me and said, “I love you so darn much, Derek!” I almost could not believe my ears! Not only had she said a full sentence, but she was able to put emphasis clearly on each word. I immediately sat down beside her and said, “I Love You too, Mama.”
..I should back up for a moment. You see, Mom’s ability to speak lapsed the most while I was in California this last July. Because I was gone then, I haven’t had the opportunity to converse with her since before I left. That made today all the more special to me.
We proceeded to have a conversation for several minutes. She expressed her Love for me, as well as how proud to have me as her son (though I jokingly say that second part was her medication talking!). I took a brief recess to call my Dad and Brother (they were at the store and work, respectively) to tell them to come home asap. I returned back to Mom to continue the conversation.
She told me how she felt worried about us boys; wondering how we are doing. I assured her that though it has been hard, we Love her and are honored to care for her. I assured her that my Brother, Dad and I are well. She shared that she didn’t know what she wanted to do; to live with the pain or to pass on to our Father above. I promised her that as long as she wanted to stay, we would care for her and keep her comfortable; but when her time comes, I invited her to go home to Heaven.
Mom asked me to give her a priesthood blessing (as an Elder in the LDS Church I have the ability to do so). It was an uplifting and beautiful moment; being able to lay my hands on my Mother’s head and offer a blessing from her God meant just for her. Both of us had faces strewn with tears of joy and peace. 
As our discourse continued, her speech began to lapse. Though there was the occasional word that gave hint to what she wanted to say. When my Dad and Brother arrived, we gathered around her and had a nice time talking and joking together as a family.
My Mother expressed well over two-dozen times today her great Love for all of us. Even when she was going to bed this evening she told my Dad how worried she was about my Brother and I. She is truly a magnificent Mother. During our discourse, we talked about family trips, conversations and even a few fights that we’d had. It gave me the opportunity to apologize, as her the same (though she didn’t have need to.) 
Words cannot accurately express how I am feeling currently. The spirit of God has filled my heart and our home today. Whatever the future holds, I know that God is in it. That gives me great comfort. God is truly Good.
Today I just want to say that I Love my Mother. She has done so much for myself and my family and asked for near-to-nothing in return. It is an honor to be the son of Charlene Whitaker.
I Love You, Mommy.