Mom suffered a massive stroke last Tuesday and the doctor’s prognosis has been anything but rosy. They’ve essentially pronounced her “brain dead” on the left side of her brain and that affects the right side functions. Things like talking, remembering, and walking are basically null and void according to them. They keep asking us what do we want to do. In a word? Nothing, until God says otherwise. My mom has fought a long battle since 2009 and she continues to fight. She responds slightly to my voice as I’m reading a letter I penned to her as well as scriptures. I’m hoping for the best and preparing for the worst and making peace with what God has planned for my mom. The thought of life without my mom and our occasional clashes here and there, followed by apologies and love are certainly something that I miss. I would give anything to talk to my mom one more time. My boyfriend said he had a dream that she was up, talking and giving her testimony. Oh, what I would give to see that dream come true. I have prayed for peace that surpasses all understanding and I believe I will have it because that’s God promise to me. It has been a week since that fateful day and I feel a strong resolve and peace in the midst of all of this. I’m also grateful for the amount of prayer that’s going forth for me, my mom and my family. Everything is going to be alright.