When I heard that she was diagnosed with cancer, my heart sank. I thought of her, her smile, her laugh, and I shook my head in disbelief. How could she have cancer? How could she have cancer?This woman has been through enough. At 87 years young, she has already dealt with her share of hospital stays, rehabilitation facilities, and illness. She has always come through with resolve. But this? Cancer? Now? Please God, just make it go away.
I can’t really put into words how much I love this lady. We’re not related, although I wish we were. I graduated high school with her son. And I’ve only seen her a handful of times over the past 30-or-so years. But there’s something about the way she makes you feel whenever you’re around her. She radiates goodness. She is genuine, caring and especially kind. There’s a sparkle in her eye when she talks about her children – all grown up now with families of their own. Her children, all just as beautiful in heart, as she is. She’s taught them well.
A while back, when I heard that she was in a nursing home, I surprised her with a bouquet of flowers. We sat together for a long time and talked. I held her hand instinctively, and told her she was strong, and she would be out of that 10×10 room soon. No more nurses, no more wheelchairs. She vowed to get better and see me again soon.
And she did. A short time after that, I spotted her in the audience, during my daughter’s dance recital. I remember running over to her and hugging her hard. I introduced her to my mom, and the two compared notes on how great their children are. I thought of it more as a tribute to what great mothers they were.
And now she’s dealing with cancer. And it breaks my heart. And I needed to write about it; about her. She’s touched my life, and the lives of so many, with her beautiful and giving heart, her genuine spirit and abiding faith.
I know God is good. I know He listens to our prayers. I know miracles happen every day.
Today, I’m praying for this beautiful woman – an angel on earth…with cancer.