A Personal Post…

I posted this on my Facebook, but I wanted to save it somewhere else, too, to make it more permanent.  I’m looking forward to the day when me and my mom (and dad! Hi, Larbear!) can look back on this trying time as a distant memory, but I think I’ll want to have this preserved for that future time so I can remember just how much we have to be thankful for right now.

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Last night’s beautiful sunset

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This is going to be a long post, but I think it’s an important one so I hope you take the time to read it. As I’m sure most of you have seen from my posts last week, my mom was recently diagnosed with breast cancer. She had a successful surgery and the doctors have said that they caught it early enough that it should all be taken care of with a little bit of treatment. Luckily, it was caught in the earliest stages. But I don’t think luck is really what’s to thank.

My mom hadn’t had a mammogram in a while. Like most of us would do, she felt fine so she assumed that she didn’t need to worry about having all those tests run. It’s easy to put something like that off if we feel healthy. I’m sure we’ve all put off doctor’s appointments at some point in our lives. Everything seemed to be fine.

Then, out of the blue, I had a VERY vivid dream one night this past fall. My grandma (my mom’s mom) who passed away last February was standing in front of me trying to tell me something. Her chest area seemed to be glowing and illuminated in the dream. I don’t remember if she actually said words or not, but I woke up and instantly knew that I had to tell my mom to get a mammogram. I called my mom that morning and told her about my dream. I’m your typical nagging daughter who always annoys her parents about getting their health checked on, but my mom and I both knew that this time was different. She made an appointment with the doctor who would have to refer her to get a mammogram. As soon as I found out my mom had to go back in for a follow-up mammogram, I had the sinking feeling that my dream actually meant something.

Fast forward through an extremely tough December and January, and here we are. Like I said above, my mom thankfully found out today that everything is going to be fine after treatment. I can’t even imagine what could have happened if I hadn’t had that dream or if one of us hadn’t taken it seriously. I’m so, so thankful that she went in for an appointment when she did.

For the rest of my life, I’ll believe that my grandma really did visit me in that dream for this exact reason. I’m of the belief that everything is known in Heaven, and I know that that’s exactly where my grandma is. She always took care of all of us during her life, and a little thing like death wasn’t going to stop her from taking care of this. I’m sure that my grandma’s warning and God’s love (along with all of your prayers – thank you so much!) gave us the outcome that we so desperately needed.

Throughout this process, we’ve learned that having a strong faith and a supportive community is invaluable. It was so comforting to have all your thoughts and prayers – we really felt them! – and to have the support of our church family. From my dream to your support to our collective prayer at church the day before my mom’s surgery, I know we haven’t been alone through this.

All of this to say, if you’re going through a hard time, don’t underestimate the power of faith and prayer.

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