Oct. 13, 2009
My mom calls and when I ask how things are her answer is "Well...", not a good sign. It is back, the cancer is back. I am numb and I really can't process. Actually that is probably good because Tim is gone hunting and I have the girls.
Once I put them to bed it all hits. Of course now I have lots of questions that I couldn't ask when we were on the phone. I let my emotions go in hopes of feeling better.
Thank you Lord for the new day tomorrow will bring. I know the cancer won't be gone tomorrow, but each day is a gift and another day that I can sort it all out.
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