a sad Friday

This morning Matt and I found out that sweet, little Kennis passed away. Her mother's note on her blog made my heart just break. Posted at 10:33 this morning,
"I wanted to let everyone know that my angel is gone to heaven. She passed 45 min ago."

It's one of those situations where I want to be able to do something to make it better, anything, but I know there is nothing I can do to change what has happened. My heart hurts for her parents and her little sister. She fought for a long time and was a very brave and very strong little girl. Even though I know she's not in pain and she's not sick anymore, I know her family is so very sad. If you are a praying person, please pray for her family. If not, please think a happy thought for them.
Bye for now Kennis.

counting down

20 days to go...the fact that I can count the number of days on each of my fingers and toes, without repeating, makes me sooooo very happy. Especially knowing I'll be gone for half that amount of time for 2-bits wedding. Deep down inside I'm sure I'll miss the greetings from people walking in front of my house yelling "whaddup my nigga*" followed by cursing to the house 2 doors down (*I am quoting verbatim, not using an ugly n-word. I did grow up in the South and know the power of such words when used in a different way). Currently, I am able to hear several teenage males yelling/laughing/cursing in that driveway through closed windows, over the sounds of the television and my fingers clicking on a keyboard (this group hasn't earned a nickname...yet). Thinking of all of this, I don't think I'll miss it, except the nicknames and the stories people often don't believe to be true. I won't miss feeling the need to check the police blotter regularly. I might even forget how to do it. Now that will be a happy day. In other news, catboy has worked several days this week sans scary car. I wonder if it was damaged or his employers finally figured out that it was a freaky vehicle and provided him with an alternative.
On the rampage front, Matt did officially apologize this morning. Yes, two days after the fact, but he takes a while to "digest" everything and think through it completely. He's such a wonderful man (99.25% of the time) that when he messes up (that .75%) it tends to be something that flies all over me.
I would like to ask anyone who reads this to please pray for Kennis. She is not doing well and her disease may have progressed and is now possibly causing seizures and paralysis. Her family is so strong, but this is one more battle I didn't want them to have to fight.
-peace, love, health

what's really important

One of Matt's friends from high school has an 8-year-old daughter who was diagnosed with a brain tumor about a year ago. She's been going through surgeries, spinal taps and chemo this past year and has been a real trooper; handling it like an adult while still maintaining some of her innocence. This past week her parents got the news that because her diagnosis is so rare, the doctors have exhausted every possibility they know to try. The docs have given her no specific amount of time; months maybe more maybe less.
When it all comes down to it: the life of this little girl; finding a cure for cancer; loving your family--that's what important. The things I worry about in my daily life pale in comparison to what Kenny and Kasha are going through. Knowing their little girl has a limited amount of time left; knowing they're going to have to explain this to her little sister; trying to kep their faith in what they know is right--I have nothing to complain about when I think about what others are not complaining about.
-peace, love and health