When I told her what was going on in my life and that I was divorcing my husband she yelled at me for not calling her for support. She was loud about it. She was also right I do need her. I called her just the other night to vent about something to find that she was recovering from surgery. I knew that she needed it but didn’t know when she was going in. My sorry self has been so consumed with me and the kids that I have neglected others.
Tonight I smiled when my phone rang her ring tone, that smile left my face when she told me that they found cancer.
She’s reassured me that she’s fine and that this one has a high cure rate. I looked it up because that’s how us bloggers roll. It's about a 96% cure rate.
Still. . .
I worry. . .
She’s worried about me and how mediation is going to go so she's is calling me Thursday on her way to tell her mom and the kids.
She’s worried about me!
She has CANCER and she’s ready to cut her right arm off for me!
That's why God gave us friends.
We talked tonight about how we didn’t need anyone else but God and yet He gave us friends.
PS Call a friend this week just to talk