Ann Coulter loses her Mother

Possibly one of saddest things, that I’ve ever had to read. Ann Coulter’s Mother has died. Here Ann writes a loving tribute.

When she began her final decline last fall, she had to go to her Connecticut doctor without me to find out what was wrong. This was the first time she didn’t seem to be getting better after a chemo treatment.

Ann Coulter, her mom and Herman Cain at a Club for Growth event

So I had been worrying about her appointment all day, but when I called her that night, she immediately turned the subject to me and asked me how my book was going.

I insisted on knowing if she had seen the doctor and she perked up and brightly told me that, oh yes, she had seen him, he had all my books in his office, he was worried about Obama, too, and he has such beautiful children!

Before she launched into a spirited discussion of his children’s extracurricular activities and triumphs on the athletic field, I had to ask her, “Mommy, did the doctor happen to say anything about why you’re feeling lousy?”

It turned out, of course, that it was the ovarian cancer — as well as the massive amounts of poison she had been receiving to kill the cancer over the past five years. That was the beginning of the end.

Now I’ll never be able to introduce my Mother to friends and surprise them with her charming Southern accent.

And I’ll never see my mother’s beautiful face again, at least not for the next several decades here on Earth. I’ve been looking at her across the room in doctors’ offices over the past few years, thinking to myself: There will come a point when you won’t see that face again.

There is not much that I can add to this; except to say that it is every child’s nightmare to have to eventually bury their own parents. It is something, that I will have to one day face. I am, as some of the readers of the blog know; an only child. Ann is extremely blessed to have two brothers to help shoulder the load. I am not quite so fortunate, It all falls upon me. I am not looking forward to that fateful day. But it is coming, my faith, as does Ann’s; will get me through it.

This proves to me, what I have known about people like Ann for years. That is, even the most hardened partisan defenders are humans as well. I have not always agreed with Ann Coulter, in fact, there have been times when I thought she was being was just wrong. But I have always respected her.

My thoughts and Prayers for the Coulter family during this trying and difficult time.