Today it's a year that my doctor sat in front of me and worriedly played with her curls and called the hospital to say her patient has 2 palpable masses in her abdomen. It turned out to be multiple massive fibroids, benign, painful, but only a nuisance, not life-threatening.
It has not been a fun year. I would never have asked to be poked and prodded and sent to more doctors and taken all those pain pills. I would not want to repeat the year.
But during all the yuckiness, God took special measures to love me well. My life still has more questions than answers, but this I know: Jesus loves me.
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Jesus is enough....