What a terrible time we live in...

[girl_in_aisle10]

So this weekend was pretty terrible. But not terrible for me, for others I know. My mom's best friend (Kim Keller) who has had cancer for 7 years called us while we were in Fredericksburg saying she was in so muc pain and mom needed to drive her to the hospital. So while mom and dad did that, my aunts and I checked out the Aquia Church. It was amazing because I love history and just standing where a soldier once stood 3 hundred years ago gave me chills. Just thinking about all the history behind every brick, every tombstone, every signature long forgotten was just thrilling. But while standing in the graveyard, we heard an ambulence entering the harbor and we all knew it was for Kim. I wanted to cry. Mom stayed with her at the hospital until 10 O Clock, so she was there through the entire ordeal and is now not doing so well. Anyways, eventually, I hear Kim is terrible and they dont think she will live through the night. Saturday was Westin (her 6 year old son)'s 7th birthday party/ sleep over. That meant 7 crazy little boys . So I helped jess, janelle, mrs. king, and mrs. pam with it. It was Mrs. Keller's wish that he have a normal birthday party, even with her at the hospital. Well, it was a really good party but Westin started crying complaining about his stomach. I think he missed his mom and knew something was wrong; dad said sometimes pain and thoughts can cross over through people. Jess rubbed his back and as she was, he said "You know why my mommy isnt here? She is really sick and is at he hospital." It made me want to cry. Finally, as we were leaving, Mrs. King and Mrs. Pam told us Mrs. Keller had past away about 45 min ago, around the time his stomach started hurting. We all started crying and drove home in tears. Westin didn't get to say goodbye and wouldn't even find out his mom wouldn't be coming home until his birthday (sunday). What a terrible 7th birthday present to get? I just cried and cried because I know what it's like growing up and not knowing your mom. Knowing his mom was dead and he still thought she would be coming home the next day. Knowing your mom only through pictures and home videos,hardly more than a stranger to you. Always feeling a little less fortunate and a little different because you suffered so much when other kids were worried about cooties and Power Rangers. Always feeling a slight pang of jealousy when you see your friends and their mom's wonderful best-friend relationships. He has a long road ahead of him...

please pray for Westin, Mr. Keller, my mom, and those affected by her passing.