It's been almost two years since mom was diagnosed with inoperable brain cancer. Craziness. Brain cancer? She had a benign lung tumor that required the removal of one of her lungs when she was in her late 30's? And I've always assumed all us white folk from So Cal will get melanoma, but brain cancer? Didn't see that one coming.
The Dr.'s gave her 6 months to live at diagnosis. We opted to try chemo/radiation and it seemed to really work. But it also weakened her. Dad has been such an awesome trooper with all this. He shouldered the role of primary care-giver with grace, love and such tenderness. But it's been a tiring two years for him.
Mom has really declined since the holidays. She was hospitalized for dehydration a couple weeks ago and the decision was made to bring her home on hospice. Her health has deteriorated quickly, and, although none of us knows the future, it seems the end of her earthly life is quickly approaching.
I am confident of mom's salvation. She has pursued Christ in true love and knowledge of Him for all the years I've know her. This is a great comfort. Yet the loss is immense.
|A visit with G'ma in 2011|
We covet your prayers to our good, sovereign God that Mom would be comforted with the great love of our great Savior in her last days before glory. That Dad would be strengthened in body and soul and given the peace that passes all understanding. That all of us who love Mom and love Christ would cling to His cross as the lump rises in our throat and we behold our own mortality and need of such grace.