Some people knew her as “Debbie”. Some called her “sis”. Jen called her “mommy”. Readers here remember her as “Mrs. LeBrain’s Mom”.
As for me, she liked it when I called her “Mum”, so that’s what I did.
She’s been sick for a little while. She was diagnosed with cancer at the same time as my wife, late last year. Because Mum only cared about other people, she tried to protect us. She did not tell us about it. She lived with her secret, so we could focus on Jen. We knew she was sicker than she claimed, but at the end of the day we had to trust her. I don’t begrudge this. She was right — I needed to focus on Jen, beating her own cancer. When she did, Mum told us the news.
She’s so important to me. We became much closer when Jen’s dad passed away in 2009. When that happened, our little unit circled the wagons and held on to each other tight. We invited her to come and stay with us on the weekends, and she did, probably two out of every three times. She came and celebrated Christmas (and all the holidays) with my family. She bought us dinners and treats and spoiled us. She took good care of Jen. We talked and laughed.
I already miss our talks. I just wanna call her.
She even contributed to my website. She co-reviewed Machete Kills with me. She helped with two of my videos, always as comedy relief. She was a great sport.
I miss her so much.
I could count on her for wisdom, for support, and she was always there when Jen needed her. If Jen called, Mum would be on a train. She just liked being here. She wanted to retire in Kitchener. Over the years she made a lot of friends. Lots of people here will miss her. Her generosity won’t be easily forgotten. She was good to everyone.
I have always tried to put on an optimistic face when it comes to health. Until you’re done, you’re still fighting to win. But as summer progressed, it was clear Mum wasn’t getting better. She bravely tried a new experimental treatment. The upside was that some tumors were shrinking, but the treatment made her incredibly ill. She couldn’t continue. Eventually the doctors just ran out of things to try.
The last thing she said clearly to me, many many times, was “I only trust Michael. I only trust Michael.”
I will never forget that for the rest of my life. “I only trust Michael.”
I guess she means to take care of Jen. Hearing her say this, repeating it, was the heaviest moment of my life.
But it felt good at the same time. I couldn’t have asked for the trust of a more important person. She was a second mom to me. I am a very lucky person to have even known her.
She fought that cancer, and fought, and fought. She fought longer than any of the doctors said she would.
She was the toughest woman I ever knew. I miss her like crazy.
Rest in peace, Mum.
Mrs. LeBrain’s Mom had a cameo in this video. She was a good sport and played the role well.