sigh…
If
I could explain how I feel right now, I think it would be summed up as
nothing more than a burdened sigh. Everything no longer seems to
matter.
Six months ago, my step-father (who raised me) was given three months
to live from a nazi-cancer that had plagued his entire body.
After much prayer and support from friends everywhere, a miracle took
place and all traces were pushed back considerably. No kidding,
this was a miracle that everyone in Gainesville, Florida was
celebrating. However, just yesterday my sister gave me a call
telling me that something had returned and doctor’s are now saying that
their not sure if he’ll make it to see the end of the year and that I
may need to make an emergency trip to Florida just to be there for
him. This has been news for the past few weeks and everyone
thought I knew, however, I just found out yesterday.
I feel as if I took a heavy blow to the stomach; nothing seems to
matter anymore. Yes, I know I need to have faith (and that’s
difficult only because I’ve lost so many to cancer), and although I
have so many negative memories of him having raised me (which I have
forgiven him for, let go, and have found closure on), I still feel
overwhelmed in concern for him. I guess that’s good, right?
Last time this happened, I felt the same way for two months. I
will have faith and I will be strong, even though I feel this burden
right now. Please pray for him. Even if you can’t leave a
comment, and can only give a five-second prayer… that would even go
the mile. I’m expecting another mircale… please also expect the
same in your prayers. Thank you for your support on this.







