Day 3....sad for a friend

Today, I am again reminded how fragile life can be and how lucky Chad and I are to have healthy parents.

My friend Mandy lost her dad earlier this week.  I really can't get her off my mind.  I am so sad for her but their is little I can actually do for her.  He was 66 years old.  He had battled heart disease for years and lost his battle.  His family knew this was coming but how can you ever prepare to loose your parent at such a young age.  Mandy has two small children, younger than my two boys, who now have to grow up without vivid memories of their grandfather.  This is perhaps what makes me the most upset.  I just can't imagine.  I am so sad for her and for her family.

This is my second friend who has lost a parent in the past 13 months.  My friend Stacey lost her mother to cancer just before Christmas 2011.  Her father had already lost his battle to cancer.  So very sad.

While I am sad, I am also thankful and see God at work right here, right now.  In our small group of friends and within my small women's Bible study at church, we come together and rally around these women like we are family members.

This happens in times of joy as well....with diapers, wipes and meals abundant when one of us welcomes a new baby to the world!  This happens in times of illness...as it did when my friend Anne's dad had a massive heart attack last year.  I am blessed to be part of an amazing group!

The love for Mandy is so obvious.  Within hours of learning of her father's passing, we were already planning what we could do.  A few people have cared for their dog.  We have sent flowers, which doesn't take much effort.  We have also decided to stock their freezer and fridge with food for them when they return home and I know it won't stop there. The prayers and emails have been abundant.

I know that Mandy's grief will be difficult to understand and it will continue for some time....forever really.  I also know that I am thankful to part of a group of people - husband's and wives - who rally in times of need.  When you move away from your family, you wonder who will be there for you when times are tough.  I am blessed to say that I don't have to worry.   When my time comes that I need these same people, I know they will be there for me as well.

Please pray for Mandy and her family - her mother and her sister - and the four grandchildren that her father has left behind.

Myself, Anne, Mandy, Brooke, Courtney, Emily