Here’s to Loss, Part 1
I had written about my biggest loss in my life when I wrote Blessing in Disguise. (You can click on the title to read this post.)
As I re-read that blog post from November 9, 2010, I take a step back and I see a scared, lonely person making a huge decision all by herself. Had I known that appointment was going to involve the discussion of such life-alteration, I would have brought my mom and my sisters to hold my hand and explain to me what the doctor was saying. I knew my situation was bad, but had they been in the room with me, perhaps they could have suggested more less-invasive testing before such major surgery, or at the least could have offered more questions than the negative amount of questions I provided.
My faith was the infant I held in 1992.