Say A Little Prayer For Me
I have been blessed with a wonderful friend. I'll call her Mal. Mal is a vivacious and beautiful woman who is about 10 years my junior. She is the daughter of a long time family friend, and niece to one of my best friends.
Mal lived away from me for the better part of her life and through circumstances in her distant life, she moved closer and I have been fortunate in the past few years to really get to know her.
Mal has a wonderful and irreverant sense of humor, a zest for life and energy that I envy. She can move from one house to the next and have the house painted and looking like Home and Garden the very next day. Her taste is impeccable and she's a neurotic hostess = "can I get you a drink", "are you OK?", "oh, that ashtray is dirty"! She just doesn't think to sit and enjoy, she's so concerned for others. She would give you the shirt off her back and her last five dollars.
Mal has a 5 year old son, I'll call him "bugjuice". I love him to death and he loves me as well, we are best pals. He's the wonderful child that we all dream of, a miracle really since Mal had her tubes tied and still "bugjuice" is here. Thank heavens, the world wouldn't be the same without him. He's polite, talks up a storm and has the same joi de vive that his mother has.
Mal has had her trials in life, a terrible car accident, an unsuccessful marriage that bore her another wonderful son who is now 16 years old. Another wonder child that Mal raised to be respectful and loving. She has had a terrible partner that beat her up and stalked her and threatened her life and caused her to move for fear of harm. She has had another marriage that went bad by a husband that cheated on her and just wasnt' a very nice man at all.
Despite all her trials she is happy and gives to all around her. Mal is a wonderful mother, her children are her world and she would do anything to prevent any harm to them.
She is now attending her third year of University to become a teacher. History and French are her chosen subjects. She has worked so hard and will be a most excellent teacher.
Mal has breast cancer. Today, Thanksgiving Day she had to get up at 5:00 in the morning to go for another MRI. She hates them, but "bugjuice" goes with her and he gives her strength with his great big fat love and awe of the big machine that mom has to go into for "pictures".
Mal is the strongest woman I have known, next to my mother. This time the MRI shows some improvement, she may not have to have a mastectomy. The pills are working.
If I could, I would take her place, I would give her my breasts and send her on her way to raise her children and teach future scholars. But I can't, so I'm writing this to ask for prayers. Prayers for a wonderful woman who deserves to survive, to have a wonderful full life, excitement, disappointments, true love, success, grandchildren and everything that comes with this life.
So please, say a little prayer for me and send it up for my friend Mal.
Mal lived away from me for the better part of her life and through circumstances in her distant life, she moved closer and I have been fortunate in the past few years to really get to know her.
Mal has a wonderful and irreverant sense of humor, a zest for life and energy that I envy. She can move from one house to the next and have the house painted and looking like Home and Garden the very next day. Her taste is impeccable and she's a neurotic hostess = "can I get you a drink", "are you OK?", "oh, that ashtray is dirty"! She just doesn't think to sit and enjoy, she's so concerned for others. She would give you the shirt off her back and her last five dollars.
Mal has a 5 year old son, I'll call him "bugjuice". I love him to death and he loves me as well, we are best pals. He's the wonderful child that we all dream of, a miracle really since Mal had her tubes tied and still "bugjuice" is here. Thank heavens, the world wouldn't be the same without him. He's polite, talks up a storm and has the same joi de vive that his mother has.
Mal has had her trials in life, a terrible car accident, an unsuccessful marriage that bore her another wonderful son who is now 16 years old. Another wonder child that Mal raised to be respectful and loving. She has had a terrible partner that beat her up and stalked her and threatened her life and caused her to move for fear of harm. She has had another marriage that went bad by a husband that cheated on her and just wasnt' a very nice man at all.
Despite all her trials she is happy and gives to all around her. Mal is a wonderful mother, her children are her world and she would do anything to prevent any harm to them.
She is now attending her third year of University to become a teacher. History and French are her chosen subjects. She has worked so hard and will be a most excellent teacher.
Mal has breast cancer. Today, Thanksgiving Day she had to get up at 5:00 in the morning to go for another MRI. She hates them, but "bugjuice" goes with her and he gives her strength with his great big fat love and awe of the big machine that mom has to go into for "pictures".
Mal is the strongest woman I have known, next to my mother. This time the MRI shows some improvement, she may not have to have a mastectomy. The pills are working.
If I could, I would take her place, I would give her my breasts and send her on her way to raise her children and teach future scholars. But I can't, so I'm writing this to ask for prayers. Prayers for a wonderful woman who deserves to survive, to have a wonderful full life, excitement, disappointments, true love, success, grandchildren and everything that comes with this life.
So please, say a little prayer for me and send it up for my friend Mal.
posted by J.M. Byers | 11:52 p.m.
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