Matthew Tarro

Co-SurvivorSupporter

The story isn’t long and it’s straight to the point. I’ve lived the last 11 years without my mother, and her presence has been greatly missed.

Quite a weird feeling at 11-years old to pull your mother’s hair out in the bath room. Laughing together at the action was the only way we understood it was OK. It wasn’t truly “ok” but mom needed her boys to understand that life goes on and you deal with the new normal.

She helped me address my Diabetes and challenge it head on. At 34-years old, my mother would be proud of the man I’ve become – she’ll forever be my hero.

Thank you to the wonderful team in Boston who helped keep her in my life just a little bit longer. Thank you.