I have a prayer request to all my gardening friends. My niece, Cecile who lives in South Carolina, finally got pregnant for her first baby at 40 years of age after so many years of trying. However, doctors found a fibroid in her uterus which is growing and is now the size of a walnut. Either this is a blessing in disguise that she got pregnant, otherwise, the fibroid may not be discovered. Doctors are still deciding what is best to do and her appointment is this week. Please pray for her and her mother, Rosie, who is now flying to there to be with her daughter. Rosie lives here in California near Redding and she is Anna's twin sister, my sister who passed away in March 2008. Rosie is besides herself and we just cannot afford to lose another one while our wounds are still raw from Anna's pasing.
This is just a request and thanks to those who will offer a prayer or two for my niece. (To those who do not believe in the power of prayer, my apologies.) This may not be the right forum for this request but we are need all the help we can get.
For Anna, my younger sister, I dedicate this blog. Yesterday, when she woke up in her coma, she asked to be taken to the garden I made for her. With her frail body at now 80 lbs, she still wanted to see the garden one more time. Although I am now away from her and she is in PI to wait for our Lord to take her home, I was told that the first thing she asked for when she woke up was to see the garden. She wonders still at the awesome beauty of the orange hibiscus, one blooming after another one fades away. How can she have the strength to still wonder at God's beautiful creation with death looming anytime now? As her husband always says to us, if we could only have a 10th of the strength and courage she is showing us, we should be thankful. Yes, I am thankful that she is braver than me. I am thankful that it won't be me to show the weakness of myself when faced with such certainty of death, and not to be able to lead my family to an acceptance of the inevitable. My sister Anna is such a wonderful and precious lady that is showing me and us all how to die with dignity, even with more than 2 months of pain and suffering, and a morphine diet day in and day out. To you my sister, I salute you for you have shown me courage I can never imagine. May God carry you in the palm of his hands when it is time to go. But know that I love you wherever you will be, your sister, D.