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For Mum, For Everyone.

By Sara Avon

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Chop chop!

Friday 1st Nov
Today would have been my mum’s 65th birthday. Thank you to all of my family and friends who supported me by making a donation to raise money in the fight against cancer.

Time to make the cut!

Tuesday 29th Oct
So, this Friday the 1st of November would have been my beautiful Mum’s 65th birthday. 

Being without her doesn’t get easier. My kids miss her today just as much as they did the first day after we lost her. I still go to call her phone or send her a message. I still think “geez I haven’t seen mum in ages, where has she been?”  

My arms still long to hug her and my heart aches to see my kids with her. 

On Friday, I will chop my hair in honour of my amazing Mum! 

Thank you to all who have donated. Xx

Mum’s hair

Wednesday 26th Jun
I loved my mum’s hair. I thought it was so beautiful. I encouraged her to let it go grey naturally and to wear it back from her face- I thought she looked so pretty. I always hated my hair. There’s so much of it- it’s heavy. It’s not curly, wavy or straight- it’s an annoying mix of all 3. But now, since mum, I only see her hair when I look in the mirror. I love it. It is a comfort to me now. A constant visual (and annoying) reminder that I am hers and she is mine.

Fiji with Mum

Thursday 4th Apr
The kids and I were lucky enough to have Mum come with us to Fiji in September 2022. She was terrified to fly but did it anyway. Unfortunately, Mum and I got food poisoning from the first place we stayed- Mum worse than me. By the time we arrived at Vomo Island, poor Mum was in a bad way. The first night there we had to call the doctor after midnight and beg for medication to help us. The second night, I called Marty and said he may actually need to get on the next flight to Fiji to look after the kids- we were THAT sick. Mum tried to enjoy herself as much as she could but it was tough. The doctor on the island said we needed to take Mum to the hospital on the mainland before flying home, so we did that. He wanted to make sure it was in fact good poisoning and not something more sinister (tbh we were both worried it was something cancer related- effing cancer). She got the all clear and we came home. I promised her that we would go again another time, straight to Vomo next time, and maybe even without kids- a girls trip. Effing cancer. I love my mum so damn much. I was so lucky to have some nice trips with her, my kids loved having her travel with us and they have those memories forever. I’m grateful. But it’s not enough. Effing cancer.

I'll be making the chop.

Wednesday 20th Mar
On the 1st of November 2024, what would have been Mum's 65th birthday, I will be making the chop. 

In late 2022, Mum needed to have more radiation. She was scared and upset but was going to do whatever she had to do in order to stay and boss us around. 

She worried that her hair would fall out and not grow back and she didn't want "patchy hair". She reminded me that it had already grown back "stupid" from the brain tumour removal in 2019. 

"Don't worry, Ma! I'll grow my hair to make a wig for you. No-one will know it's not your own hair cause our hair is the same!" I told her. She laughed, "deal". 

Mum can't use my hair now but someone else could. I have continued to grow my hair, without colouring (even though my brother teases me and calls me Gandalf) or treating it to try and reach my 36cm target length- currently at just over 40cm.

I would deeply appreciate any support you can offer in donations through my page to support me making the chop. All donations will go to the Chris O'Brien Lifehouse to use in their fight to stop cancer. 

Chris 'O'Brien Lifehouse walk, 2014

Wednesday 20th Mar
Mum got cancer in 2011 and took every recurrence as a challenge. She was incredibly strong-willed. She took any and all treatments offered. She wanted to stay.

On the worst day of my life.

Wednesday 20th Mar

I wasn't coping. I couldn't eat. I couldn't stop crying. I couldn't stop the intense nausea. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't, anything. 
So on Tuesday night, after trying to sleep, I sat bolt upright and told my partner I had to go home. I had to sleep. I couldn't be here anymore. I walked into where my tiny mum was laying, surrounded by everyone she loved, and I told her "I have to go, mum. I'm sorry. I need to go but I'll come back when the sun comes up. I love you." I kissed her on her forehead, and walked out a mess. 

On the worst day of my life, I got out of bed and hurriedly got ready to return to my mum at the Chris O'Brien Lifehouse. I hadn't been away from her since Saturday afternoon- we had been camping out in the ICU waiting room and then in the family room of the ward. It was Wednesday. 

We had my mum's sister, Aunty K, and her three grown kids staying with us. "You, you're ready, come with me," I pointed at my middle cousin - the nurse. We drove chatting, laughing, she was texting on her phone, it was about 6:45am. The drive was only 20minutes, we would be there soon and I would see my mum. I parked the car, we got into the lift, alone. Just before we reached the floor where I would see my mum, my middle cousin touched my arm ever so gently "now, I want you to prepare yourself, she's gone". 

*Bing* The doors to the lift opened. "It's okay, it'll be okay, Im okay, its okay, its okay, its okay, its okay, its okay" over and over and over. It's all I could manage until I fell into my brother's waiting arms. 

I went in and spent time with my mum on that morning- the worst day of my life. 

Cancer stole my beautiful, caring, annoyingly bossy, intelligent mum from her nine amazing grandkids - the absolute loves of her life. Cancer stole my mum from her three children and their partners. Cancer stole my mum from her husband. Cancer stole my 63 year old mum, who had a whole lot of life left to live and a whole lot of love left to give. 

Cancer is a thief. Sneaky. Unyielding. Relentless.

On the worst day of my life, cancer took aim, pulled back and swung directly at the hearts of everyone in my family. A piece of us forever stolen. 




Thank you to my Sponsors

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Onya Sara mum would be proud of you

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Brad

Well done Sara

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Well done Sara 👏

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Hi sara, we loved Julie, we made so many memories during her and Sarges time in Kandos. We all miss her and love this cause you're doing to help other people who are going through tough times.

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Super proud of you, what a great cause which is close to your heart. Sending all my love and best wishes xxx 💛💛💛

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People such as yourself make the world a better place Thank you

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Good on you Sara. With a BIG hug. Ko❤️

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Your Mum would be so proud of you xxx

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For our mums ❤️

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To the best Daughter, your mum would be so proud. Also, eff off Cancer.

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Thinking of you xx All the best for tomorrow. You rock.

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Xox

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Your mom will be smiling at your for the way you are turning your grief into something so meaningful❤️

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Doing a fabulous job Louisexx🥰🥰🥰

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Lovely gesture Sara.

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Kristy Millen

Good luck brave girl. I really hope that what you are doing will help save someone else going through what you have in the future.

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Love what you’re doing xo

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Good on you beautiful xx

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love you cuzzy ! so proud of you.. I’ll forever look up to you xo

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