Today I sat in a small cabin. My grandparents bought it about a year ago, when they found out Papa's brain tumor had returned. We were told he had three months to live.
I remember the day Jenn called me. I was sitting in the Great Hall with Hannah Murphy and Ruth. They watched as my face melted into a blank stare devoid of the slightest emotion. I can still hear Ruth's voice ring out the question "Jonlyn, are you alright?" There was nothing I could say. I was hardly breathing much less forming sentences.
You see three months is a good amount of time to Cherish. The only problem, the thing that was wrenching at my heart was the fact that the next three months of my life were devoted to Covenant College in Lookout Mountain GA.
Today a year away from that place I talked with him. Thom Hughes, my wise grandfather. I learned a little more about his and Mimi's life. It has been a beautiful one to say the least. It has been inspiring....
-Jonlyn
2 comments:
I remember that day too... It is etched into my brain as a permanent memory, my fear??? My commitment to leave for Africa, I was afraid I would never see him again. I am so glad that God has given us the gift of time.
Love you Jonnie~
Heather
very, very sweet-the older we get, the more we need each other!
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