Dona

My dear friend, Dona Bradway, has been fighting breast cancer for at least three years now... maybe four. She is my second Mom, and I adore her. Seems like it would get cleared up in one spot, then move to another. We thought she was getting better... she started on yet another round of chemo, two different kinds at once, actually. They proved to be too much for her, and she became septic. Is in intense pain, delirious.
They are now giving her "Comfort Care". Just giving her pain meds, making her comfortable until she passes on. I can hardly stand it!
Dona was my Mia Maid teacher, my confidant, my unwavering friend. I could always talk to her about anything at all. Even when she didn't approve of my choices, she still respected my right to make them. And supported me. I love Dona. I don't want her to go, but I don't want her to suffer even more.... so, I must resign myself to the fact that she will soon be with Heavenly Father, and I will need to wait years before I get to see her again. But I can't be selfish... however much I want to. Dona is one of the most unselfish, kind people I know. I am proud to know her.