I'm talking to an old friend's little sister on instant messenger. Her name is Diana, she's 14, and we've been really close for about two years. She has polycystic kidney disease at a very advanced stage, and she isn't likely to live to see 20. She's absolutely beautiful, huge heart, zest for life that just awes me, and she adores the ground I walk on for some reason. :) God's blessed me so much with the gift of being able to know and love this little girl - but as she gets sicker and sicker, it takes more and more courage to not feel angry.
I haven't talked to Diana herself in about nine months or so, but I've kept in touch with her older brother, my friend. He updates me on her condition and keeps me praying for her, and tonight she got online so we could talk. I don't even know what to say other than this, but it just seems so unfair and cruel.
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Her brother is leaving for boot camp in a week, and he had this to say:
*****: I'm serious Amby, look after her while I'm away...
*****: you're one of the very few people in this world that I trust her with.
I could just cry my eyes out.
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Amber, thank you for visiting me today. I'm very sorry to hear about Diana, and I will keep her in my prayers. I'm glad that she is blessed with a supportive, protective older brother and friends like you to help her through a difficult journey.
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