utmost fear

I think I know what I fear the most. Losing my mother. I wouldn't know what to do. I bounce off everything I do to her and she keeps me centered and logical, prayerful and faithful, loving and honest. I attribute my whole being because of the way she raised me.

Tomorrow, she's having some little masses taken out from her breast for biopsy. Doctor said there's nothing to fear but as a human, the idea of your mortality becomes the focus even if there's only a slight chance of it being malignant. The possibility is there. It's in God's hands now.

I pray all will be well . . .