So I've been really worried the past few days. My cousin, Chels is in the hospital. She is THE cousin, you know? I spend every summer with her and her sister Syd and her brother Oshen, and we go to Martha's Vineyard and have sleepovers and all that stuff. We were supposed to go to Florida this year and she'd help me through the roller coasters. And when I go to visit my dad the first thing I ask is, "Am I gonna see Sydney and Chelsea while I'm here?" And we make it a priority even if it's just for a few hours.
And now she has a tumor. And fluid around her heart. And I'm the only non-adult person who knows about it and it's terrible. I've always joked because she fails gym I just thought she was being lazy but she was in pain and I didn't know and she's in Pennsylvania and I can't go visit her and I really want to. She had her biopsy yesterday and we haven't gotten the results back yet and I'm scared. And no one knows and it's killing me. But none of my friends know her so it's futile to tell them but every time someone makes a cancer joke that I hear I just want to start crying. I keep praying that she's okay and we talk on Facebook and she makes her cute little jokes and I know she's scared and this should not be happening she's only sixteen.
So I guess it's good I have my God back because all I've been doing is praying.
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