I wish it were not true. I wish that this was one bad, mean joke. But it
is true. Every morning when I wake up it sets in. Its not a joke and its not fair. One of my best friends has Cancer.
I feel too much running through my head and it makes it hard to write about. I feel angry and I feel helpless. I feel like someone who spends months in the Hospital during her pregnancy and then delivers twin's 9 weeks early should not have to be here. Almost loosing your babies? That should be it right? Why is it that, of all people, she's going to have to deal with this too?
I know all the right answers. I know that she has been prepared for this, that we have a Father in Heaven who knows her and who will be with her every step of the way. My mind reflects on many of the "right" answers. "Right" thoughts. But sometimes I just feel like this. moapy and sad and left with too many questions. Tonight as I fall asleep I will think of Jenny. I will say a prayer for her, for her Husband and her 3 kids. I will ask Heavenly Father to bless her with renewed hope for tomorrow, for strength to recover from her terrible surgery. I will plead with Him to give her mental and emotional strength. But most of all, I will ask him to do whatever he can to help Jenny to beat this. And I know that she will. There is no one stronger.
I feel selfish to be thinking of me, as well as her, right now. How I feel and what I want. I know that this is all about Jenny. Its about how she's feeling and how she's doing. Its about how her amazing Husband can do it all and how so many loved one's are pitching in to do whatever they can. But I don't think she'd mind too much if I let myself be sad tonight. She's always putting others before herself.
As my good friend Jana always quotes, "Today was a hard day. Tomorow will be better."-from Lillie's Purple Plastic Purse.
I'll be strong again tomorrow. Today I just need to feel melancholy.
i told you she's amazing.




these were all taken at BYU Women's Conference, 3 days after she was diagnosed. I felt so lucky to be the one spending that time with her. It was an incredible weekend, one I will never forget. (and I dont know why these are so small. And I know Jenny will say that she is glad, so I wont fix them now. And I know she'll love that I put the one of her eating her BYU brownie up too. But come on, how cute is she?)