A very dear friend of mine has a brain tumor. She is beautiful, no one knows except a very few people. For some reason I am not worried about her. It appears to be slow growing and though she experiences intense headaches, I think she is going to be ok. This doesn’t stop me, however, from laying hands on her head when ever I am with her. It is getting a little humorous since it looks like we are in an intimate embrace, (which we are, but you know what I mean). I love her…and the back of her head. So I pray as we hug and I have my hand placed over location of the tumor. We were laughing about it, how we must look…but I am a fool anyway so…meh. As long as she is well what does it matter? I will continue to lay hands…but here is what she and I have been singing, it will be easy to see why she is my dear friend! Such spirit!