Ok, this week has been hell for me...my Dad just found out he's got a tumor in his right lung, 15 small tumors on his brain and two on his spine, so I've been living in hell. When we found out the docs were thinking cancer, David, Isaac's Dad, called for a special prayer service at church last night. (Sunday was sort of a "get Missy away" outing.) Anyway, my best friend and her BF came and sat with me. I tell ya, if she hadn't been there, I wouldn't have made it. I cried like I've never cried before. When I saw Isaac come in, I knew he was shoot up about it too. And sure enough, he gets up in the service, crying like a baby and makes a talk and after he's done, he turns around to me and grabs me and hugs me tight...I don't know who was crying harder, me or him....it was a really heartbreaking service. The church was packed. Anyway, Isaac and Andrew offered to take me out again last night to get my mind off it, and of course I said yes...cause I don't want to be at home...anyway, after a few more minutes at church, we take off and go into our little tiny town to Sonic and eat and the guys were very supportive and what not. And then one of my friends, that we also go to church with, pulled in and we ended up going to her house and staying till after 1. We played cards and laughed and talked. Please ask questions about what happened. I don't have the will power to type out everything. PLEASE ask questions. I'll tell you anything you want to know.