Later in the afternoon I received a text from a friend, stating how life really sucks sometimes. First off, I immediately agreed, and then I asked her if she was okay. It's important to listen when someone reaches out, across miles by text or call. My friend's husband has been battling brain cancer for some years now, and his most recent treatments have not produced the results that they had hoped for, being tumor shrinkage, of course. Hope. Sometimes it's the most important element in treating the sick and needy and even then it is often not enough. I sent her all I could.
I am going through a pretty big life change at the moment myself, but my little crisis does not compare to trying to shrink brain tumors, or being so distraught that I had to pray my way through it. I'm currently looking for a living space for myself and my son and once that is found, the path that I find myself on will not be quite as bumpy as it's been for the last week. Well, let's be honest, it's been a bumpy ride for a while now, but this change is a chance for me to feel more like myself again. I've been a pale impostor of myself for too long now, so a little bit of a suffering and a spoonful of sugar, and we'll all be spit-spot; good as new.