A friend died of cancer last night. She was 48 years old, and leaves a shattered husband and two loving sons, ages 11 and 14.
She knew for a few months that she was dying, and made the decision to forego chemotherapy that might have given her one more painful year.
God is good.....but it's hard to understand why He brings home people who have so much to live for here. Prosie still had sons to raise, people to love, things to do, vacations to enjoy, plans to complete.
Absolutely no one gave better birthday parties for children. I can still picture 30 or even 40 small children, all dressed in costumes, running freely through their house, laughing, eating, playing games, opening presents. And Prosie was the picture of calm in a sea of noisy, sticky, joyful young party-goers.
God, it's hard to understand, and it's so, so painful.....
Please bless her soul.