Dear T....

My precious friend,
        The past few days have been somewhat confusing to you I know.  You have sat in a hospital bed while they ran test after test on you.  Your family and friends sat at your side every hour on the hour, talking to you, watching you sleep, wondering what was happening in your precious mind.  Others were outside your room, some crying, others laughing as they spoke of you and those crazy things you always do that make us smile.  Today as you rested in that hospital bed they spoke of what tomorrow would hold, of where they would take you.  You are in that place right now as I write.  You are in a psych ward.  Yep, T, the 'nuthouse' as I've called it throughout my blog.

      I wonder if you're alone.  I wonder if you're crying, if you're scared.  Perhaps your mind is so very absent... that it is void of fear.... that it doesn't hold on to the realization of what's taking place. That would actually be a blessing in the unfamiliar surroundings that are yours for the moment. Oh my friend,   I want you to know that you will get through this.  I want you to see the hope in my eyes.  You don't have to be the strong one right now, T....let us place you on our back and carry you through this nightmare that you are experiencing.  I promise that it will end.  You will get through it and you will be a changed woman from it.  But for now....for the moment, I pray that the same Savior that held my hand as I sat in a room with nothing but my thoughts....I pray that our Lord will hold you tightly tonight as you attempt to sleep in an unfamiliar room with unfamiliar noises.  And I pray that my precious Father will cradle you in the morning as you awaken to find that you are not dreaming, you are in a place that you would never in a million years dream you'd be.  I pray that He will quieten your restless spirit, that He will calm your anxious thoughts as you try to make sense of what's taken place the past several days.  I pray at this moment and I will not cease praying for you, sweet friend.  You will get through this....but for now,  allow them to help you get better.  Know that your precious family will be ok.  They adore you.  You are loved my friend.   Know that you are not alone and that many are waiting for you at the finish line.  If it's ok though, I'd rather run beside you.

       We have shared so much over the 35 years that we've loved each other, but I gotta tell ya, T, this is one common ground I wish we didn't share.  But that's ok, because we also share a Savior that adores us.  I lay you in His arms for this moment....and then for the next.

You are His.   As your friend, that's all I need to know.
I love you, T.