People that have seen Angelica in the last few weeks have commented either that she looks good or that she looks tired, depending on the day and the situation.
The truth is, I have been struggling with anger and I didn't know how to write an update in that state. First I was angry because I figured out about the possible problem with the antihistamines, not any of the nine doctors working with Angelica. And then because I realized how much better her quality of life would have been for the past four months if anyone had figured this out sooner. And finally because I so desperately wanted stopping the antihistamines to be the solution and fix everything. The truth is, the antihistamines complicated things, increased her symptoms; but they didn't cause anything. She still has all of the same symptoms just less severe.
Pause...
because as I was writing this on Saturday...
Miracle called...
to tell me that Angelica was crying...
because she had forgotten the lemonade...
and there was nothing at the party that she could drink...
so would I please bring the lemonade...
so I drove...
and on the way I saw this...
and I heard the gravel beneath my tires...
and the wind rustling through the corn...
it was as if I could hear them singing praises to God...
Nothing changed. Angelica is still sick and we still don't know why. But everything has changed because I have been reminded that God can handle whatever this is and I have been reminded to praise Him through it all.







































