We got news that my mum's cancer had returned (and spread to the liver) about a month ago. A week or two later, we were told it was terminal and she has 2-9 months to live.

I'm glad to have the warning, but the wait is horrible. Every day, I wonder if today is the day. And I don't know what to do with the time. I want to make memories for me and her, but she gets so tired quickly so what we can do is limited. Taking her out for lunch just seems such a small, insignificant and ungrateful to do for the woman who gave me life and who means so much to me. But I don't know what to to. 

I thought I had so much time - she was supposed to see me graduate university, get married and have children. And that time was supposed to be easy and light. Now every day is heavy.

I cry every day. And it feels like it will never end. I don't know how I'm going to live my life.

What should I do with the time we have left? And how do I cope after?