I had a wonderful Easter with the family. Mostly I knit and watched TV. Dinner was awesome. Thank you, Jesus, for your sacrifice for my life. Thank you for your grace.
I visited my sister, Deana, on Friday. She has metastatic cancer and is having surgery tomorrow. There's a growth that started in her neck (and ignored by her dr for some time.....that pissed me off) and is wrapping itself around her aorta. There are 3 outcomes:
1. She doesn't survive the surgery.
2. She survives, but her arm is paralyzed and her voicebox will be affected.
3. She makes it with no complications.
Of course, I am praying for #3. She is OK with whatever happens, but I'm not. I want my sister around.....my only sister. We had some good talks this past year. We found out our mother played us against each other. How horrible....how can a mother do that to her children? I think it made both of us good mothers. My mother did all kinds of awful things to us....not physical.....just psychological. That's just as bad in my book. No wonder I have PTSD. Between that and my abusive first marriage, it was bound to happen. Wait....this is about my sister. I want her happy and healthy again. I will be praying all day for her. I also put in a prayer request at both Susan's church and my church. Thank God for computers and email.
These picture were taken last summer. The top one is me and Deana. On the bottom is Deana and her wonderful husband, John.
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