I feel so heavy in my heart—I am a woman, but I may as well be 11 years old again as I think of my daddy who is laying there dieing. I can’t stop the dieing with food, water, loving words, or jokes (to make him laugh). He has had enough. This is the very last cancer he has gotten and his body is just tired of fighting to live. He is barely alert to drink water. What I would give at this point to hear him insult me again.
I know I have heard others say what is the deal with asking for prayers??? I can’t expect a miracle of him getting up and dancing----“the cancer is gone!, and you have a new heart! (he has a defribulator)” What I have concluded is that we don’t pray for new stuff, but acceptance and unity with God’s Will. That is not easy to do… sooooo pray for us for that intention.
pray for my dad Gilberto that he will be guided by the angels to see God’s face—and that he will see all his family, including his baby that died when she was 2 yrs old.
pray for my mom, Dila—who is always near him and afraid to face the day she loses him. They have been together all these years since they were 12 and now they are in their 80’s. It will be hard for her.