Last night at dinner I gave Shad the report. I told him how pleased my doctor was with the results of the radiation and that I won't have to see him for another year. He looked at me and said, "Wow, that could have turned out so differently." **Sigh** I agreed with him and remembered my sweet friend. On the same day that my doctor said see you in a year, her mom got a completely different prognosis. A few months ago she was diagnosed with a rare type of cancer that was not treatable. At all. Yesterday morning, my friend sent me this text:
"Although my heart weeps my soul
will rejoice. My mom has a new
home in glory."
Two cancer patients on the very same day, with opposite results. It is quite humbling to be the one that was cured and not the one that passed away. I am so sorry for my friend. Losing a mom has got to be so painful. I pray for her everyday, that God will carry her and her family through this. And I am also thanking God that I am still alive and that I am well. I am not sure how to end this post, so I will just say to my friend, I love you, I am so sorry your mom had to go and God is still good.
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Yep. Life seems to be a smash-up of joy and pain--even more so as we get older. But leave it to our friend to find beauty and God's faithfulness in both. I'm so grateful you are healthy, friend!
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