I would like to tell you a little about this woman, the strongest woman I have ever known. This woman who has never relied on any man, and is more like Jesus here on Earth than anyone I have ever known. Barb has been my dearest friend for 23 years, is 30 years my senior, yet can party harder than me, wake up earlier than me, stay up later than me, and work harder than me. I have loved her from the moment she enveloped me into her world of art, animals, friends, culture, creativity, botany, food, and beauty.
She has been a single mother her whole motherhood, a single woman as long as I’ve known her, a successful business owner, a sole 30+ year homeowner, and rearranges the furniture in her house by herself on a daily basis. She gardens, she is a gourmet cook, with meals that she pulls off the top of her head that can rival any 5-star chef’s. Right now, she’s the sole caregiver for her spunky 100-yr-old mother, Bunny. She has taught me that women can do ANYTHING on this earth they put their mind to. She has a plethora of friends who adore her, she would give anything and any amount of money to help people she’s just met. She cries for our country, she cries for our earth, she cries for our oceans, she cries for animals... heck, last night, an hour after this photo was taken, she cried for her mother’s parakeet because it has to be locked in a cage all the time. She FEELS, for everything and everyone except herself. She ALWAYS puts others first.
My Barbie is currently losing her only child. Her 47-yr-old little girl. Her Michele was my bridesmaid and I hers. Barb is watching cancer slowly ravage through her baby. How does one ever recover? We take her mind off for awhile, here and there. Last night, we went to this market. But how do I, as a friend, help her when we’re shopping and she just looks at me with the worst grief imaginable and says, “what do I get her for Christmas?”
I know this much. God is here and through this, He is bringing Barb to a slow understanding of His pain, when His son was nailed to a cross... for us. Through pain, there is hope. That because He gave us Jesus, we can be reunited! I can hear the Angel’s voices.
Prayers, please. ❤️🙏🏼