The Fighter

My Mom, Jack and Anna's Mimi

My mom is amazing.  She is fun-loving and gave me the best childhood ever.  We had so much fun growing up.  I love her so much.  She has always been there for me.  Shortly after Jack was born we found out she had luekemia.  It was probably the most earth shattering words I have ever heard.  "My Mom has luekimia" those words played over and over in my head.   Somehow they would never sink in, it had to be wrong.  However, it was not.
There were many hard days that followed those words.  Many days in Houston at MD Anderson for Mom.  Many days of sickness for Mom.  Many cards and words of strength sent to Mom.  Many smiles given from my Mom.  Many scriptures read by Mom.  Many tears shed for Mom.  Many nights I slept with my Mom thinking it might be the last, and of course I was wrong.  Praise God.  The fighter that she is, was not surprised when she got the news "Remission".  It was an awesome day.  Treatment was stopped, life resumed, and slowly the fear faded away.
The fear resumed for me a couple of weeks ago when she was very tired a lot of the time.  It was just a little nagging in the back of my head, I knew.   I think she did too.  We got the news on Wednesday.  It was back.  Tears were shed.  However, amazingly the fear was gone with the news and replaced with resolve.  She confirmed my resolve.  She is resolved to fight and I am resolved to trust God.  I serve a big God who is able to heal my Mom.  I know she can fight with God's strength and WIN again.  She will be OK.