Who else Knows?

I sit here this morning in shock. I have just read about another blogger who found out this very week that she has a brain tumor. I won't pretend that I know her because we have never met. I don't even think she has ever been to Ashley's story, but somehow I stumbled across her blog and I go there often to read about her life, her family, and one of her precious daughters Emma Grace. This morning my heart hurts for this mommy of three who is very likely facing an uncertain future that includes nuero surgery, chemo therapy, and radiation. My heart breaks for her, her parents, her husband, her friends, and most of all her children.

The thoughts that are running through my heart and my mind must be multiplied by the thousands in hers. Thoughts like "who else Knows?"

Who else knows that a grilled cheese sandwhich tastes so much better to my Allie when the crust is cut off?

Who else knows the exact number of bounces on your knee and with what speed it takes to calm my sweet Ashley Kate when she is fussy?

Who else knows that we have to bake chocolate chip cookies at just the right consistency Friday night before the tournament if Blake has any shot at hitting one over the fence?

Who else knows that the right heighth of Allie's socks can determine if its going to be a good day or a bad?

Who else knows what words sung softly in Ash's ear are sure to make her smile every time?

Who else knows that a BLT in their minds does not include the L and the T?

Who else knows the first question they are waiting to be asked as soon as they jump in the car after school?

My list could go on and on for days just as I know Heather's could, but my point is that I am struggling with the very thought of the possibility of a child living life without their mommy. At the same time my heart KNOWS that God knows what He is doing in my life and in hers. Who else knows all of these things and more? He does.

Today I am praying for Heather. She is on my mind and in my heart. If you would remember to pray for her as you pray for my Ashley today it would be very appreciated.

P.S. Ash has just now closed her eyes for the first time in I can't remember how many hours. She stayed awake and alert the entire night and began screaming from exhaustion and frustration at 5 a.m. Her steroid is making her crazy and she can't control her shakes or tremors. They told me we would both be pulling our hair out so just ignore my bald spots the next time you see me. I am going to go take a nap and pray that she doesn't wake up. Have a blessesd day. Trish