Four years ago I was diagnosed with cancer, I got the diagnosis a week after my mom died and had surgery a month and a half later, about a week after my dad died. These are some of the drawings I made to help me cope with my cancer and the loss of my parents. It had hit me especially hard because I lived with them and was their caretaker. I wish I could forget how my mom felt when I tried to wake her up after coming home from work, I wish I could forget my dad’s sobs…there is so much that I wish I could forget, but I can’t.