We have been praying frantically for the last 24 hours asking for a miracle in Winter's body. "Please please Lord make any cancer cell that might have returned in her disappear before her bone marrow test today," we pleaded. I prayed all night long as I stared up at my ceiling listening to my husband breathe.
I don't know if I can possibly ever describe the feeling I had yesterday. A broken heart might be the closest physical description I can share. Not from hopelessness. And not from a lack of faith. But truly just from a broken heart. I broke for our Winter and her frailness. I broke for Winter's mom Heather and the absolute tailspin she was in. I broke for the future that I was terrified to see ripped away before she even got a chance to rest from the fight. I broke for the last ten months that so many have given of themselves and their time and money which for a brief second shamed me to call useless. I could do nothing else. So I prayed. I begged friends to pray. I begged my blog readers to pray. I begged everyone that read my facebook page to pray and encouraged others to share the request as well- which they did- thank you.
Someone, once a friend but this conversation changed that for me and I hope you will understand why, asked me back in September a few weeks after Winter was diagnosed... "Why are you so involved? Why do you care so much that she is sick. She's not your child." Well, my response to him was, "She is the closest thing I have to my own child and I love her like she's mine. And I will until the day that I die." That sums up for me why I care. Not only is she family but she has always been since the day she was born my Winter. I was there the day she was born. I moved here for my freshmen year of college when she was only months old and she grew up with me around. I am blessed by her more each and every time I am with her.
So now today, after 24 hours of nothing short of an stressful hell with our minds playing every possible trick on us imaginable, Winter's tests came back CANCER FREE! Her cancer has not returned. Praise J-E-S-U-S! Her body fooled us and even her doctors who seemed sure it was back. At this point, it seems it is just Winter being Winter and her body recouping slower than others from chemo. I cannot tell you how much lighter I feel, as does my entire family! Thank you for your prayers and your continued prayers. Her battle is not over. It is still a long road ahead. But today, the road shines brighter than it did yesterday. And today, August 25th, 2009 seems a little bit farther in the past.
Praise the Lord!!!!!!
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