I'm heading to California on Friday. I'm petitioning all praying folk around to send up a few prayers for me.
I don't know what I'm going to see, what I'm going to experience or how I'm going to feel... but I do know that I am going with a heavy heart. And a broken foot. Oh wait, I need to be serious here. That's just so hard for me...
Anyway, I've maintained all along that I would drop everything and head to California the moment my best friend needed me. The moment things had changed in her condition. However, I never wanted to go if it would scare her. And that just means that if my showing up lets her think that the end is near, then it was not right for me to go.
But that time was inevitable. And the time for me to go is now. I've been summoned.
Not only am I desirous of prayer for Nancy, but also for me. I need safe passage and I need a strong heart. And I need all the right words and all the right answers.
This will most likely be the last time I ever see my best friend... my maid of honor... my roommate at many different times in my life.
I don't even know what to say when I get there, but the time has come for me to visit, spell her family who are keeping vigil at the hospital and to confirm to Nancy that I would be there through thick and thin, no matter what.