so things with me have been busy as hell, work and trying to fit a life in on my free time has had me running around, Lucy go's in for biopsy this Thursday, i wont lie i am very worried with this. this is the 3rd one to her liver and I'm hope that this will be the last. she has had some much to deal with. the chemotherapy was really hard on her the last go around so i can only hope that this will be short this has had me thinking of my own dealing with chemotherapy. i only had to deal with it once, but it was a living nightmare and one i said I'd never do again. i can only say that seeing her deal with this, not once, not twice but three times and she is still fighting it, that makes her so much stronger than me. she had been a big part of who i am now, her and my other sister Brenda where always there for me growing up, Lucy was the first person i cam out to in the family, she took the news mush better than i had ever thought. saying only that she wanted me to be happy with my life, not just living it to make other happy. i took so much from her as to what kinda person i wanted to be, after my mothers passing if was her and Brenda who really helped me move on with my life. i have had many blessing but having her there when i need it is one of the biggest things i could never put into proper words. she's more than a sister, she's been mother when i had lost mine, a best friends who's shoulder i have cried on many, many times. someone who's stern words have made me look past myself and see a bigger picture and still always felt loved, i can only hope that one day my own light shines as bright as hers . keep her in your thoughts and thank.