You are a wonderful gift that God has given me for 54 years! I have learned so much from you; watching you interact with Susan, your patience with Ben, and your lovingkindness you show friends, family, and complete strangers.We have laughed,cried,and shared so much with each other. Remember our promise we made to each other- whoever made it to the nursing home first the other one would make sure we looked gorgeous, had classy surroundings, flowers,and we would be a strong advocate concerning medical decisions. I keep telling you I'll go first, so I am counting on you to be there for me when my time comes. This means you are going to have to fight so very hard to beat this monster called cancer. You can do it with the help of our Lord and Savior. Connie, God didn't give you a strong will for nothing. He has his legions of angels with you, it doesn't matter whether you change hospital rooms, hospitals, or move to another state. HE's there with his mighty hands, upholding you, caring about everydetail of your care. Let him take your pain, burden, anxiety, and YES your cancer! You are his daughter whom he loves so much that he gave up his very life for you. That's what I call LOVE! I am sending you so many hugs and kisses that this whole internet system may break down from their weight. I'm coming up next weekend and bringing my "calming presence" with me!Yes, to anyone reading this, Connie told me during my last two visits that I, Cathy Umphres, have this affect on her. I told you Miracles do happen. We have seen God's hand at work so many times and in different ways since Connie has been at Rochester. As my daughter Amanda told me,"Mom, there are miracles out there." Dear Jesus, we are humbly asking you as your dear children to give Connie a Miracle.
Love You Always,
Cathy
Saturday, August 18, 2007
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Connie and family,
We want you to know that you are in our prayers and thoughts. TJ and I were both moved by Sarah and Cathy's postings. You are so loved!!!
TJ and Marie
Faith is the substance of things hoped for, evidence of things unseen.
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