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two weeks ago on Monday my sweet sister Petra died.
While my mother, my niece and Hellmut got better (after the "Rona" influenza), I got the message that Petra was also in hospital with lung infection.
As soon as I could I drove the 300 km to her and she also already was out of the hospital again after one week.
But she was not well enough with her lungs, after the four days I visited her, she was again in hospital. I was called that it would not look good. I drove to her, but it was already too late.
She was gone, she was gone totally peacefully - so peacefully I know for sure that she is with God now. I sat there at the bed, looking in her peaceful face and only then I really knew how much I loved her.
I could not write about it, because the sadness would have overwhelmed me. And I have to function, preparing the funeral, being their for my mother, my niece, a lot bureaucracy, making decisions, phone calls, etc.
So I lurked around here, with you fren family, commented and posted to stay "normal" and distracted, not to fall into the abyss of absolute sadness.
Then my mother once again came into hospital now at the weekend. She is o.k., but I don't know wether this will really stay this way and how long. I hope so very much.
But now my strength is leaving, too much and many obstacles make it really complicated for me to stay strong and clear. The sadness has got me, but I still have to function the next two weeks until the funeral is over. Until then there is no time or room for this sadness.
Yes, she was vaccinated. The hospital said it was probably rapid lung cancer. I had Artemisia Annua with me to give to her, but I came too late.
There are studies that it helps very quickly for cancer, especially lung cancer.
Perhaps you want to consider this, if you know someone developping cancer.
Once again thank you for all the prayers you sent for Petra, for my family and me which helped in tough and dark times. I often felt it immediately before reading your answers to my post with the prayers.
God bless and protect you all as well as your families.
Takes a long time to heal, my sister was 49 and a bit before her cancer diagnosis I'd tried to get her to quit smoking, I'd told her do you want to die at 49 like mom did? That's exactly what happened...
Yes, it takes time. And you gave you best to save her. So sad, dear fren. God bless you.
My sister died in 2007 and it took years to heal and you never heal completely. There's a lot to the story, but this isn't a place to share it. What little I shared no one believed... Too much ADD to write a book kek.
You love her very much. And love never stops - that is very good, but also very challenging.
In the end this love forms, carries and also protect us - the whole way long.
Maybe someday you will find the right time and place for this story of your sister and you. So many out there who probably exactly need to hear this story for their development and upliftment. We are all bon-fire creatures waiting for important life-changing stories.
God bless, guide and protect you, dear fren.