I am a 61 year old male. At the age of 52 I was told by my doctor I am dying. For the past 4 years, I have done my best to deal with both congestive heart failure and a brain tumor, while knowing my days are indeed numbered. It is my hope that by sharing my experiences, I can encourage others faced with the same situation. I hope to also help the families of those individuals to have an understanding of the process and deal with the fear or dread of being around the dying.
I am not a doctor, not a man of the clergy, I am not a therapist. I am just me, Bill Howdle, I am merely sharing my thoughts and ideas. I write of death and dying, understand this is my personal prospective, based on what I am encountering.
*sigh* What sad circumstances.
I will include this young mother in my prayers, Beatrice. And I will hope.
(((((( Beatrice ))))))
Beatrice, I have been remembering to pray for this young mom in her desperate circumstances, and will continue to pray. I have been thinking: I don’t know her at all, not even her name, but God knows her (even knows her better than she knows herself), so I pray she will be met with love and hope from God, strong enough to make her circumstances easier to bear, and that she won’t feel alone.
I have been encouraged lately by this wonderful prayer from the 15th century: “Do not look forward to what might happen tomorrow; the same everlasting Father who cares for you today will take care of you tomorrow and every day. Either He will shield you from suffering or he will give you the unfailing strength to bear it. Be at peace, then, and put aside all anxious thoughts and imaginations.”
Thank you Lydia and that prayer is beautiful
Prayers and good thoughts being sent for this young mother and her family.