Heart Broken

On March 27th. my heart broke. The doctor looked at us and said it's ALS. I couldn't believe it. I prayed, everyone prayed it was NOT ALS. I didn't know much about this disease but I did not it was bad. You see there is no treatment. No cure. Most only live 3-5 years at best. You see in 75 years little is known about Lou Gehrig's disease. WHAT?!? How can this BE?!? You see my Mom is my best friend, my heart, my role model, my companion and my hero. I admire her in every way. She is the more talented person I know. She is also the CiCi to our kids. This isn't fair. I am heart broken. I'm pissed. I'm angry. I'm terrified. After the diagnosis I drove home 3 hours and cried nonstop. I cried for days. You see I'm not mad at God but I feel cheated. My kids are being cheated. It sucks. I hurts. Less than 3 months later we sold our house and moved 3 miles from my Mom. I just want to be near her. I want my kids to love on her everyday. She is the strongest person I know and there isn't anything I wouldn't do for her.