This past weekend was spent waiting to hear back on a biopsy report for one of my closest friends. Today she called and the news was not what any of us wanted.
Breast cancer.
One in six women her age get it. ONE in SIX.
Immediately the mind starts racing with all the details of others who have struggled with this...stay positive, be encouraging, even if it is cured it will likely come back, life is never going to be the same...
I've lost a parent to cancer as well as more distant family members and an acquaintance not that much older than me. I've had a parent survive cancer. An old friend's mother had it and we tried to do what we could to be supportive. It looks different for everyone, but one thing is the same, it is tiring. It is emotionally and physically draining. It is a marathon, not a sprint.
When you have a close loved one with cancer, it isn't just their journey. It is yours, too.
This time it isn't just me sharing in the pain, it is also my oldest daughter. Her closest friend outside her sister is my friend's daughter.
Please pray for my friend and for us to be able to be a help.
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