Pray

One always grows up thinking that their parents are in a sense "super people" who could fend off enemies, bad decisions, and even things like the common cold. So as you can imagine, it's hard when you find out one (or both) of your parents has been attacked by some type of kryptonite. You don't want to believe it nor do you accept the reality of it all. Yea, so this is what I've been dealing with for a past few weeks. 

It started as a shock when I heard the news. I immediately started getting very spiritual and putting my faith in God and trusting that he will be there through it all. I shed one tear, but my faith kept me strong. Then after a few weeks it became like a horror story in my mind...all I could think about was death and loss. I cried a lot. I prayed for it to go away, but it didn't right away. About a week later, I went into a state of denial. Thinking the situation isn't what it is... like a bad dream. 

Fast forward to today... well, last night. I could not sleep at all. I was tired, but could't turn my thoughts off. It was if my body was asleep, but my mind wasn't. Not exactly sure why, but it sure was annoying because I knew I was tired. I think I'm now back to the state where I was in the beginning when I heard the news. In shock and waiting on the Lord to show his mercy, love and compassion. I'll pray...and wait.