07/11/2023
This is a very hard post to make and I’ve been thinking about the right words to say for weeks now, but the truth is that there are no words that are adequate.
On June 23rd, just 12 days after her 66th birthday, my mom passed away after a short battle with aggressive cancer. It came out of seemingly nowhere and has floored me and everyone else who loved her.
Cindy Olson was an amazing woman. Her childhood was not a great one. To say she came from an unstable home is putting it mildly. Despite the sh*tty hand she was dealt as a kid, she didn’t let it stop her from doing great things. At the age of 30 when I was only 4 years old my mom decided to put herself through college. Not only did she get an accounting degree in 4 years while mostly working a full time job and raising me, she graduated summa cm laude and at the top of her business school. I still remember sitting at the head table with the president of NMU with her at her graduation dinner.
I am so proud of her in so many ways, but none more so than how great of a mom she was. She didn’t let her own childhood guide her or jade her in any way. She was the most loving, caring, and supportive mom that I could have ever asked for, and she was my closest confidant whenever I was going through a hard time in my life. I really loved her a lot and I’m going to miss her everyday.
I’m normally a pretty private person when it comes to social media but I wanted to post this to remind whoever reads it to let those close to you know how much you love them. Life is finite and we can never know how much time we have with those that we love. And also, f**k cancer.