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Wednesday, July 8, 2009

This is from my friend Dee, the one who's got bone "C" please pray, please..... I am very, very, sad!







Hey girl: how are you? well, I had my appt. with Dr. Z this morning, and unfortunately my tumor marker is climbing again, so I am going to have IV Chemo starting this coming Monday- the 13th. It's the last thing I wanted to have, but If I want to live alittle longer with you all, I need to do this. I'm scared Annette. I really am. Please say a prayer for me that I will be able to tolerate it and that it will help me. I will also be off work for a few months.. so we will have to communicate by E-mail. I probably won't be going anywhere since I will be losing all my hair. Anyways, I just wanted to let you know. My last day at work will be Wednesday, and you are off on that day. so I want you to know that I love you dearly and I will always be thinking of you... Take care , Sweet Angel, and God Bless you always... Keep in touch ok?

5 comments:

Denise said...

Oh girl,, I will pray.. I have been reading your blog about going on a mini vacation with your friend..... so I am going to pray and ask the Father to bring that to pass..... HE is not afraid of C.... and HE can heal her........ I am going to pray and pray.........

Love ya!

kimberly said...

i will keep her in prayer and thoughts annette.....thinking of you!
xoxo
kimberly

Joni said...

Will keep her in prayer Annette...you are a sweet friend for her to have ~

Denise said...

A....... how is Dee today...... My heart is touched by her.... Tell her that there are believes believing....

Love ya!

Donetta said...

Oh Annette
*comfort those with the comfort with which you have been comforted with*

I want to tell you about Mary Margret McQuire
Dear Mary Margret and I went through recovery together. She and I held the knowledge and intimacy of understanding that is only known by having lived what we lived...
For many years her and I had a long distance friendship, then for a while she moved here and we were inseparable. She and I were exactly the same age just a day or two apart...
She watched me with such admiration and it was mutual.
She was a critical care nurse in nicu...many children died... she walked them home to God...
My Dove was due to come home from Russia...I was about to become a Mother...I had a husband that was what she too had always longed for. Now a child she had also always longed for that too.
She was a tortured soul never having the level of support that I had never really got to the other side of the madness of flashbacks of physical torture and trauma she suffered as a critical care patient in hospital. She was harmed by the very medical staff that was supposed to keep her as a child safe. She too was harmed by a Catholic priest.

Well ...just a week or so after the homecoming of my daughter , with her MM out of state... "MY Mary Margret" left this earth...

For many years that is how I referred to her MY MARY MARGRET It was so hard to know that my joy gave her hopelessness coupled with her deep wounds.

It was a good 5 years or so after my friend was pass that the conversations of her using those terms MY Mary Margret...
That one day I knew
She was not mine...we had become enmeshed and I did not know where I ended...and I did not want her to end...I tried somehow to keep her with me.

She was no longer mine.
I let her go...she was GODS our friendship was one of the richest treasures in my life.

Whether living or pass we are wise to give those lives that surround us to whom they belong.
Try as I might to hold on to something we held among the land of the living...well it was gone.
When I let Mary Margret go I received this amazing treasure. I received the healing I know she would have longed for me to have.
I was alive and I was going to live my life to the top. She too would have wanted nothing less for me to do.

Dee... here or passing is a gift. She is gifted to you now. Open your hands. Relax your white knuckles... she does not belong to you. Here or there celebrate the time together. Grieving will endure through many nights but know Annette that the JOY will come in the MORNING (mourning the grieving)...
the process of grief in all of its phases.

I will pray oh yes for Dee..that she too would find such comfort in the very moment she is enduring and that she too would be able to open her hands to Him of all those that she loves ...whether she stays or passes.I will also embrace her in my heart for she is a friend to us both through HIM. I will open my hands and raise them on her behalf.

Going through adoption having the kids on the other side of the world I was given mercy in this and every day of the life I get to live with them I have to at times even force open those white knuckles and remember who's they really are. Open my hands and lift them up on their behalf.

you see and know my love for you
be embraced in it
I know I know how badly it hurts....

the gift...of pain is ...healing

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it works best when it is opened~

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