The other night I had a dream that I had a tumor on my lung and that there was no hope of a cure. Usually I don't remember my dreams for long after awakening, but for some reason I thought of that dream several times the next day.
Then, on the evening of that next day, I got a call from my cousin, to whom I haven't spoken in at least ten years. She told me that her sister, my other cousin, had died of lung cancer over a month ago.
So strange.
My heart goes out to my cousins and my aunt. Grief can be so raw some times.
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Sorry to hear that....We will pray for your family!
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