I got a phone call 11 years ago to tell me that my dad had just been diagnosed with leukemia. I remember thinking that I’d just been put onto a roller coaster I didn’t actually want to ride.
And I couldn’t get off. Not until after the funeral.
I just learned that my mom has cancer. She’s been “ignoring” the symptoms, until they got so severe yesterday that she wound up in the ER. She’s on oxygen, and they’re doing tests today to figure out how far its progressed. They know that it’s breast…lungs…
My sister and I are boarding planes tomorrow AM to be with her, and to hear what the doctors say. She needs healing, but even more than that, she needs to know her Healer and Savior.
We’ve been dragged onto the roller coaster again, and it’s plummeting….
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I’m so sorry, Michelle. I’ll be praying.