It's been a really hard few days. My little sister Lydia was just diagnosed with colon cancer. The family is in a tail spin. They did surgery today. I pray they got it all. Chemo will start soon. I can't wrap my head around it and my heart is shattered.
I want to ask for prayers, love and well wishes for her. I'm going to encourage her to blog her experience as she fights. She is strong. She will fight.
I can't fight this one for her no matter how my heart longs to. My body is already twisted and broken, she shouldn't have to fight this, I want to take the pain and fear for her. It wouldn't matter if it was me. I'm already a mess.
I love her. We all do. I cannot imagine what her husband is feeling, nor can I imagine what it is going to be like to tell her two little children. I pray for strength and peace for them.
When the time comes and the chemo takes her hair, I will shave my head too. I will hold her hand. I will hold Rachel's hand too. There are three of us girls. There always will be.
Cancer thought it could destroy her. I believe it was wrong.