Your heartfelt plea for prayers for your mother does not go unheeded. I am promising you right now that I will pray for her throughout Advent and beyond. I am also asking my readers to pray for her. I am not asking you to divulge her real name but can you provide us with a name that we can call her? It would make our prayers more personal.
You feel your faith is under attack and perhaps this makes it hard to pray. Perhaps the only prayer you can muster now is a simple aspiration such as "Jesus, mercy." This is sufficient. When even that is too much for you then know that we are praying.
My mom also died of a cancer of the reproductive system. She was 55. I can't say I know exactly how you feel because everyone has a different relationship with their mother but I do know what it feels like to watch someone you love suffering. I am praying especially that your mom will receive good pain relief.
God is not bound by the Sacraments; if your mother is not Catholic that doesn't mean she is not going to Heaven. Jesus transformed many things in order to sanctify us and bring us close to Him. He used mud to make a blind man see, changed water into wine, made bread into Himself, and laid down His earthly life so we could enjoy eternal life. Perhaps He is transforming your mother in ways that we cannot see that will bring her closer to Him. He is about right relationships, not just following the rules. After all, God's greatest attribute isn't just Love itself but love's result and extension. Obviously you love your mother very much.
I was so moved when I read your comment that I immediately decided to draw a saint for you and your mom. Your mother's saint is Zelie Martin, mother of St. Therese of Lisieux, and your saint is St. Gianna Beretta Molla. I trust you will find them good and holy helpers.
Please keep me posted on how your mother is doing and also how you are doing. I will pray the Divine Mercy chaplet for her. If you are not familiar with it you can find a link here.
Jesus, Friend of a lonely heart, You are my haven, You are my peace. You are my salvation, You are my serenity in moments of struggle and amidst an ocean of doubts. You are the bright ray that lights up the path of my life. You are everything to a lonely soul. You understand the soul even though it remains silent. You know our weaknesses, and like a good physician, You comfort and heal, sparing us sufferings — expert that You are.
— Diary of St. Faustina, 247
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