My godmother begins her chemotherapy on Monday... the hardest part. My mom is devastated. I feel incredibly positive about my aunt surviving. I also think to myself, how truly insignificant I must be as a mortal?

Tonight, I watched about 15 minutes of a movie... together with my mom. My mom and I were laughing to some parts of the movie. For that short amount of time, I could distance myself from the near death experience my aunt has been facing. In a situation where all I want to do is help, but I don't know how? This movie seemed to help put things into perspective, because I can thank god why my mom and I shared a moment of peace, ...considering what my aunt is going through.

I've begun to feel better about myself as a person.

I've done a lot of work since I left my university studies. I think that I've progressed since leaving university and seeking guidance. My psychologist has helped me realize my difficulties, and my disappointment has curved into enthusiasm.

It will be matter of time before I consider going back to finish my university, the question is only when will I go back to obtain my degree?

As of today, I believe in my aunt, may she be blessed with the strength of Jesus Christ and live with us to tell about it. Oh god, give my aunt life.