My Mom was diagnosed this week. She feels great. Looks great. Acts great. A mammogram was questioned. Then a few more pictures. Then a sonogram. We chose to go with the thought process of, “They are just being cautious.” A needle biopsy showed good reason for the extra tests and caution.
It’s early. Now we choose to go with that.
We will carry on. I realized I had fallen back into the self-absorbed world of making plans. I know better than that.
Priorities. “Things” that are not priorities will move to where they belong – the bottom of my worry list and the last to get my time.
I do not ask for anyone’s sympathy; but I would sure appreciate prayers.