Not Alone.

I wrote this in 2009. Kate is still fighting. We need to keep praying.

They were any other family. Active, loving, playful. They, the mom and the dad, were beautiful examples of all that God expects of those that he makes husband and wife, mother and father. Their bond was strong, their love even stronger. Their children, siblings, bicker and squabble, but their bonds, too, were growing stronger and stronger. Sisters, leading, following. Brother, teaching, learning. They worshiped together, prayed together, lived together, love together. This family that God created. This family that embraced all that God offered; their love, their each other. She was any other child. She shined with the joy of play, the shimmer of love and the brightness of childhood. Her eyes sparkled, bright blue, full of wonder, amazement and curiosity. She embraced life, although at her tender age she couldn’t know that’s what she was doing. She was the reflection of God’s pure love. A lo Sunflower ve that doesn’t…