Its times like these

that the day just drags on.


My mom has been spitting up blood and we aren't sure why. She has always had health issues from when I can remember. Her asthma has always been a big problem in her life and so has her lungs. I so wish Christmas wishes existed. My ONE wish would to heal my mom of all her elements from her bad knees, to her arthritis, to her thyroid, but mainly her lungs. So she could just be happy and live life. My sister texted me telling me our other sister brought my mom back antibiotics from Mexico cuz she had a bad toothache and she knew it was infected. Instead of going to the doctors my mom is always diagnosing herself. I'm not gonna lie, most of the time she is pretty spot on, but with her age and health she shouldn't be messing around with that kind of stuff anymore. To many her spitting up blood would seem tremendous or even scary, but to us, sounds kind of sad, but we are used to it. Not that we are ok about the whole situation, but we know how it goes now. My concern now is, how much longer is this gonna go on? The thought of never being able to call her again, or just meeting up for lunch or our dumb stupid lingo we do, never having that again isn't a thought I even want to process. It's not even worth thinking about cuz she CAN'T leave us, just yet. We would ALL be a mess without her. I know it would separate all five of us brothers and sisters. Things between us would never be the same. Our mother is our super glue. I mean the glue that you cant remove. Not some cheapy Elmer's glue, but the gorilla glue. The strongest glue possible. That's my mother. If you were to meet her, you would have NO clue as to what she's been through. She hides most of the time behind her loud voice or outgoing persona. But she is def. beat up pretty bad. I'm so proud that she has gotten off a lot of her meds, but still it's not enough. So today I ask for just a simple prayer. A prayer asking for God to just heal her. Or even more simpler just ask God to let her be ok. Please, she is really all I got left. All five of us got left. We'd all be in shambles. A mother is something special. Unlike a father, mothers make EVERYTHING better!! She is my best friend! I can truly say that from the deepest part of my heart!