This is one I've been sitting on for while. Not because I didn't know what to say, but because it's a sensitive issue.
January 11, 2016 , after a fun filled holiday and only a week (I think) before school started, the eldest grandchild on the Jardine side, was told she had LEUKEMIA. 14 years old, one of few who enjoyed school, lives an active life, participates in almost everything, healthy, healthy with a side of attitude and too much backchat ( I say and she knows I say it) has Leukemia. To many ,they just hear Cancer.
I realy do hate that day. It's a day that when I put down my phone, after the call, I immediately fell to my knees, right where I was sitting and I prayed. All I asked was for God to keep her safe and to not make her suffer. What ever His will is, we have to abide by, but all I asked, begged and pleaded was for her to not suffer through this and to come out stronger after this has passed. Now I am 100% sure the whole family did the same at that moment, cause we still believe in prayer. I've never even prayed for myself or my situation like that. You know what? God always comes through.
She is handeling this like a pro. She never complains. In the morning I'd ask how she was feeling, her answer? Great Aunty Joy. Yes , she will say if something is not right or if she's tired, but we've never heard her complain.