It wasn’t supposed to end like that

On New Year’s Eve, just a few hours before midnight, my mother-in-law called us.  If she was calling us that late, I just knew it had to be bad news.  And it was.

Himself’s aunt, Paulette Rose, had learned before Christmas that she had a reoccurrence of the lymphoma she had fought several years prior.  Late on New Year’s Eve she learned just how bad it is.  It is aggressive and has spread throughout her body - in her lymph nodes, neck, spleen and pelvis.  Instead of starting chemo today as planned at the hospital’s local satellite branch, she is being admitted for further testing and more intensive chemo.

This latest news has all of her family understandably rattled and upset.  She is scared and depressed. 

With only a thirteen year age difference, at times she was more like a sister than an aunt to Himself.  When I married into the family she truly welcomed me as one of the bunch.  We share the same love of sewing and crafts.  She is an incredibly special lady, mother to four daughters and grandmother to ten. 

Could you say a prayer for her?  Himself and I would so appreciate it.

St. Peregrine, pray for Paulette Rose!

AMDG