I decided when I started this blog that I would change the names of those I talked about to protect the innocent. I'm going to break my rule. I'm going to talk about one of my best friends, Connie. She's fought a good fight and she deserves to have her story told.
Connie is what I call a 'Modern Day Job'. I wonder how so much could happen to one person and yet she never loses her faith. Two years ago her husband, whom she had just recently separated from, committed suicide. A year after that, Connie was diagnosed with Ductile Carcenoma, or in simpler terms -- breast cancer. Because she had a very aggressive form of this horrible disease with a high rate of recurrence, and because she was then the single parent of a teenaged daughter, Connie chose to have a double mastectomy followed by aggresive chemotherapy. Connie's course of chemo wasn't even over and she had to deal with the sudden death of her father. And now ... only 8 months after she finished her chemo, the cancer is back and in her spine. She started radiation treatments today, but the doctor has only given her a 33% chance of living past a year.
Why does it seem like God takes all the good people young? I know He doesn't, but sometimes it seems that way. He took my mom when she was only 52. Connie is 43.
When it's time for Connie to go Home, the world will have lost a beautiful and incredible woman. And I will have lost one of my best friends.
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