See You Later, Denise

On Tuesday, I lost a friend to breast cancer. I didn't find out until today when I heard the news from my mother. I thought I would cry, but I didn't.

She was a vivacious woman, full of humility and kindness. She always had a smile ready on her face. She had boundless energy, even in her final days. She was the first person to welcome my dad into the church. She served God in and out of the church constantly. She was a devoted mother of three amazing kids and a supportive wife to an equally-loving husband.

She went to Hong Kong for treatments when doctors here have given all they could to help her fight the disease. We thought she would make it. She thought she would be home, in Canada, by now. In some ways, she is home. She is with God.

Perhaps, that is why I am not crying.