Anxiety

Well, there were all sorts of pleasant things that I was thinking about writing about, but this morning I feel consumed with anxiety because Hannah Joy is not acting like herself. She loves to cuddle all the time–next to me on the couch during the day and in our bed at night. Lately, however, she has wanted me to pick her up to put her in our bed at night. Last night I noticed a lump on her belly…I’m afraid she might have cancer or something. We will call the veterinarian this morning.

Hannah Joy has been such a source of levity, joy, comfort, and love through the difficulties of the last couple of years. Her having serious health problems just seems like one problem too many. So I’d like to ask you to pray…