A few days ago I made a clay creature for my mom. I used clay, shaped it all up, then our art teacher put it in the kiln and fired it, and made it hard as a rock. And then today we painted them. My favorite class is art.
Have you ever had such bad news that you don’t believe it? Well, I remember that moment. I was like, “Are you serious?” I can’t believe my mom has cancer. I didn’t even really know what cancer was until now. I won’t ever forget that moment. Dad says I am more emotional now. It makes me cry when he says that. I don’t know why I cry more….but maybe it is because everyone else does too.
My dad says we are like the clay creatures that I made. God is shaping me into like a stronger person. The cancer is like the fire that is making me hard, or solid. Maybe that is why I cry, because the fire hurts.
Every week we have people who love us help us clean the house because mom can’t clean as much as she used to. They do laundry as well. I am so thankful. I read the Bible more now. This has helped me because I feel like God is talking to me more. The thing that I like the most is that my dad is home earlier than normal:-)
I am the youngest girl in the family and this is my perspective.