There are times I feel the need to address mental health. Even my physical health hasn’t been really good these past few weeks. I’ll try to catch you up.
I turn 67 tomorrow. This is a hard couple of months for me. My birthday doesn’t really bother me, but it’s everything that surrounds it. Mother’s Day, and then the anniversaries of the deaths of both my boys in June. Time seems to fly for me until May and June. And no matter how many years have passed, it doesn’t get any easier. I cry less than I used to, but the awful cloud of depression is still hanging over my head.
And now I go for a CT scan Friday and an endoscopy July 8. Maybe sooner, depending on what they find Friday. I’ve been through all this before, but I’m not getting any better. My doctor suspects stomach cancer. All I know is, on top of feeling like someone threw a javelin through me that stuck, Mount Vesuvius spews her acid in eruptive force sometimes causing me to aspirate. Very painful.
My prayers are that they find what is causing this Friday so I can begin to deal with it. I am so tired of being sick.
My only hope is in knowing this won’t last forever. God has plans for me and this mortal life is just a drop in the bucket compared to eternity.
I know God lives, Jesus is my Savior, and I will someday, maybe soon, have the most joyous of reunions with my boys and my God and Savior.
In whom is your faith?
A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day
Pocketful of Joy 
Betty–you have been through so much… I hope the tests show something but, hopefully, not cancer. Prayers for you, my friend. ❤
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Thank you so much. You’ve always been there, my friend.
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Happy Birthday, Betty!! 🎈🎁💐
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Thank you!
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