Pretty little thing.

When I went back home, I was shocked to find my mother so thin. I’ve come to find I haven’t been able to talk about her health, but I find myself crying about it everyday and more than once a day. I am not one to cry, but when you fear for someone’s life, especially when you love that someone more than you can stand, you tend to cry. I love my mother. She some how manages to be the strongest woman I know despite being so frail. So I’m praying to God that she will be ok. I ask God to give my mother the willpower to heal and to give my father the strength to get her there. I pray to God for my mother to be able to walk on her own with out getting dizzy. I pray that she can eat a real meal without getting sick. I pray that she can be healthy enough to go on trips across the country to see the bands she likes and the people she loves. I pray that my mom, my sweet, beautiful mother will have the strength to visit me. I pray that as soon as possible she will be happy. God if you do nothing else for me that will be ok, just please make my mother happy and healthy. I love her more than I could ever say,please god , please help my mother. Thank you for your help, god. Thank you so much.

And please, if you have the time, say a prayer for my mother. We could use all the help we can get. Thank you so very much.