"God, Take me with you. I want to go to heaven right now! Take me with you! Please!"
-Lucy, age 8.5
"Mom, I love chemo week because 1. People bring us food. 2. Since Daddy is sick I get to go to Aunt Laura's house and play with Emma Grace!"
Lucy tells detailed stories of events that have happened during the day. Sometimes she gets a little carried away with some of the ''facts''. I always say, "Lucy is that true." "No, mom. That was a lie, that was not true at all.", she says with a laugh and a smile.
Mom, I hate to ask you this... But, DO YOU HAVE A MUSTACHE?
-Thanks, babe. Mama's gonna bleach that...
God used Lucy as a tool to grow me in every way imaginable. I see HIM through the miracle that she is, I love being this girl's mama.
God is bigger than this and Jesus Can fix-it.