MIA

I know that I have been MIA the last couple of weeks. I have been consumed by Jen. She is fighting the fight of her life. Some how blogging seems so insignificant.

But the last two weeks have been filled with fun, joy and humor in spite of the heartache of watching Jen suffer.

We had the privilege of having Kaitie, Brandyn, and Krystie over to play the weekend before last. It was so amazing to watch all five kids be kids. Their innocent joy was so healing. They had water fights, played the wii, ate ice cream, and baked in the hot Colorado sun.

We bar-b-qued burgers and corn and ate watermelon. Summer at its best.

Fourth of July weekend brought the opportunity to spend some time with Jen. What a blessing. Paul urged me to go over. Praise God for a man of wisdom.

She is the most amazing woman I have ever met. As I reflect on the 11 years of friendship, I am in awe of how we have both grown. We were young mom's together. We wondered when we were going to have a house uncluttered by toys. As the kids have grown, we have lived through many adventures.

I have taken her for granted. Somehow, I assumed that we would always be neighbors. We would always be the "Emergency Contact" for all the school and field trip forms.
The babysitters would always know the Miller's were the go to family if anything happened.

I watch in disbelief as my dear friend fights her Pancreatic Cancer. I am awed by her faith and determination.

I still pray even at this dark hour for her healing.