Yesterday I was going to start working on my race recap from my marathon on Saturday. But then everything changed.
I got a call from my twin sister, asking me to come stay with my 8 and 11 year old niece and nephew, while she and her husband took my 13 year old niece to the hospital.
She had been having dizzy spells, double vision, headaches, fatigue, etc.
After about an hour, we got the call, letting us know she had a brain tumor.
You can't put into words the emotions and feelings that come when you hear something like that. It's like you're in total shock. Then slowly it begins to set in. It is heart wrenching.
I immediately thought of this song, "I need you Jesus, to come to my (her) rescue". All I could do was say His name. And cry.
It's so hard to understand, you ask why, but there are no answers. This same little girl also has diabetes, so she deals with that every day, and now this.
My twinnie just went through heartbreak a little over a year ago when she had a miscarriage. She's been through so much. I wish I could take it for her. But I know God is giving her peace and strength.
At this moment she is having an MRI. The Dr did say it was in a 'good' place.
I do still plan on doing a race recap. there is so much to tell about my race. And I need the distraction of writing about it.
Just like Saturday when it got hard, when I wished the sweep van would come pick me up, but I kept going. Nothing could make me quit.
There is something about pushing through, fighting when you want to give up, and then realizing you're stronger than you thought you were.