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Ten Minute Wait
I placed my order and knew it would be a 10 minute wait, so I ordered a beer. Bottled beer because I knew I could drink it in within 10 minutes. Out of lack of better options, Michelob Ultra was my selection.
Nice and Smooth
Waiting for my food I drank. Suddenly behind me I hear “Ultra, that’s a great beer isn’t it? Nice and smooth.” I turned to see a woman around my age talking to me. I tried to give short answers and kept turning back to my almost empty bottle but she kept talking.
Death of a Daughter
Finally, I turned and we had a conversation. She was about to complete her final graduate classes at Texas Women's University in – Family Services. She wasn’t sure what she would use the degree for, but she had already put the knowledge to use. The day before marked the 2-year anniversary of her daughter’s passing. She talked about how her daughter has been misdiagnosed with HPV – when her Uterine artery ruptured they discovered it was actually cervical cancer. They were able to stop the massive bleeding and she lived for 7 more weeks. She had strokes and her kidneys shut down. 7 weeks of this woman watching her beautiful and amazing daughter suffer until she finally passed away.
Working for Christ
She mentioned that had this been a year earlier, she would not have been able to get through a conversation about it. I asked if this was her only child, she said no. She has a 17 year old about to graduate from Flower Mound and is going to spend her summer working at the Fellowship Church in Grapevine’s camp. She is a musician and artist and loves working for Christ. I told her about my amazing daughter, Tiffany, and her work with Campus Crusade for Christ. I told her to have her daughter check out CRU and the opportunities they have for discipleship in other countries and here in America.
A Hug and Goodbye
My number is called, my order is ready. I don’t want to leave – I want to sit down and have a beer with this woman and learn more about her. But since neither of us had ordered just for ourselves, I knew that wouldn’t be possible. I wanted to hug her, but she asked me if she could hug me. My response, “of course!” I feel terrible that I cannot remember her name, but I will never forget her face. My angel who reminded me of how much I love my children and how proud I am of all of them.
Death of a Daughter
Finally, I turned and we had a conversation. She was about to complete her final graduate classes at Texas Women's University in – Family Services. She wasn’t sure what she would use the degree for, but she had already put the knowledge to use. The day before marked the 2-year anniversary of her daughter’s passing. She talked about how her daughter has been misdiagnosed with HPV – when her Uterine artery ruptured they discovered it was actually cervical cancer. They were able to stop the massive bleeding and she lived for 7 more weeks. She had strokes and her kidneys shut down. 7 weeks of this woman watching her beautiful and amazing daughter suffer until she finally passed away.
Working for Christ
She mentioned that had this been a year earlier, she would not have been able to get through a conversation about it. I asked if this was her only child, she said no. She has a 17 year old about to graduate from Flower Mound and is going to spend her summer working at the Fellowship Church in Grapevine’s camp. She is a musician and artist and loves working for Christ. I told her about my amazing daughter, Tiffany, and her work with Campus Crusade for Christ. I told her to have her daughter check out CRU and the opportunities they have for discipleship in other countries and here in America.
A Hug and Goodbye
My number is called, my order is ready. I don’t want to leave – I want to sit down and have a beer with this woman and learn more about her. But since neither of us had ordered just for ourselves, I knew that wouldn’t be possible. I wanted to hug her, but she asked me if she could hug me. My response, “of course!” I feel terrible that I cannot remember her name, but I will never forget her face. My angel who reminded me of how much I love my children and how proud I am of all of them.
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