I have an amazing mother. She raised me, my older brother and younger sister pretty much as a single parent. My mom and I were not only mother and daughter but also friends. We’ve always had a very special and unique bond. She raised me and in some aspects, I feel as though I taught her a thing or two along the way as well. Mom and I along with our own unique qualities are a lot alike in ways. We both have a ornery & goofy sense of humor. We both always make great attempts to see the good in everyone. The both of us have our worry-wart moments and we both hold God so dear to our hearts. These are just a few things to be named. We are also alike by the means of the fact the both of us know what its like to suffer seizures. Yes, that’s right. My mother too has had experience with seizures in the past. Though the reasons are completely different, she suffered two seizures some time in her twenties. My mother informed me, when she was twenty something, she suffered two seizures as a result of low blood sugar. Though she suffered two seizures, she was not however diagnosed with Epilepsy. Not sure of the exact reasoning of why not, I could only imagine that Epilepsy and the diagnosis of Epilepsy has come a long way over time. She went on to lead a happy healthy life following these two seizures. No other occurrences came to pass for her. When I suffered my first seizure at age 16, I couldn’t help but to wonder if there was a connection. Neither could my mother help but to wonder. As for me, I officially became diagnosed with Epilepsy in my early twenties as a result of a Cavernous Malformation or hemangioma within the left side of my brain. Interestingly enough, there is a history of hemangiomas between myself and my grandmother. When I was a small child, it was discovered that I had a small hemangioma on my right leg that had to be surgically removed. My grandmother had a hemangioma on her face. Is there a connection there? It is hard to say with certainty. I wouldn’t be all too surprised if the cause of my epilepsy stems from what it was that my grandmother had. Sadly, she passed away a little over 10 years ago having battled multiple illnesses ranging from cancers to strokes over a 10 year period of time. It is comforting to know in a way that my mother and friend, has a slight understanding of what it is I’ve been going through constantly for the last nearly 5 years. The night that she saw me seizing in my bed at age 16, she knew right away what was happening, reflecting back on her own seizure experience in her twenties from what her parents, my grandparents told her. Our bond was always strong but I believe the seizure and diagnosis made our bond even stronger than ever before. Not just because we both can relate to the fact that we both experienced seizures but because we know that life is precious and fleeting. We never know what life will bring into our lives or take out of our lives. Every moment together matters immensely. Cherish them with all the love you have within you. My mom and I have been there for one another through good times, bad times and challenging times. We always will! She and I, connected in more ways than most people may realize.