I love Divine Appointments! Many years before I knew I would have leukemia, I met a young mom with terminal cancer. On a three-hour airplane ride she shared her prayers and her dreams for her children, as well as lessons God taught her on her cancer journey. I asked if I could write her story and she gave permission. I wrote
In 2018, years after Paige's death, my book Praise the Lord and Pass the Chemo: A Hopeful Response to a Hard Reality was published. Paige's wisdom deserved two chapters in my book.
What a thrill for me and for the cousin. She connected me with Paige's parents who communicated their appreciation of reading Paige's words. I sent Praise the Lord and Pass the Chemo to Paige's cousin, parents, and best yet, to each one of Paige's children along with a personal note of hopes Paige had for each child. (not included in the blog or book).
I pray Praise the Lord and Pass the Chemo is a blessing to her family as I thank God for nudging me to write about Paige. She is gone, but her words live on and will impact mothers this Mother's Day. For the glory of God!
Her beauty stood out more than her baldness. We didn't speak, and I didn't stare, but I sat in the airport terminal and wrote in my writing pad:
Sad. So young.
Nestled in my assigned airplane seat, I hoped whoever sat next to me was prepared to sleep for the next three hours for I had a manuscript to edit. Oh yes, I did have work to do. Work God prepared for me to do before I was ever born.
Sweet bald-headed beauty stopped at my row and slid into the seat next to me. I was quick to keep my eyes on the papers scattered in front of me.
"Hi. My name is Paige. Are you writing a book?"
Now that's a sentence that grabs a writer's attention. We started talking.
Eager to talk, she shared how her life and her parenting changed when she learned she had little time to impact the lives of her children. I told her I would write her thoughts and share them with the world. So, here is Paige's bucket list in her own words:
My new friend shared how cancer changed her heart.
I felt the same way. God gave me the honor of sitting beside an angel named Paige.
Cancer was a gift that changed her thinking from
I'm thankful she touched mine.
I promised her I would write this Mother's Day message from her to you. May it live on in your heart and in the lives of your children.as you teach them their purpose on earth:
Please pray for Paige's family on this Mother's Day. May they somehow find this post and be comforted. Pray for all children who miss their mommy today and every day. May God splash serenity and 10,000 angels on their lives. And the dear moms who watch their children die. May this Mother's Day be a day of beauty and peace that can only come from You, dear God.
Be an angel to a hurting mom this Mother's Day,
A Mother's Day Message from a Dying Mommy
to All Mothers of the World
(see below)
In 2018, years after Paige's death, my book Praise the Lord and Pass the Chemo: A Hopeful Response to a Hard Reality was published. Paige's wisdom deserved two chapters in my book.
Before the book was released,
I searched for Paige's children in hopes of sharing their mother's thoughts.
I searched for Paige's children in hopes of sharing their mother's thoughts.
I found no contact information.
Just the lovely picture of three special kids with sweet Paige.
Then, this winter I received an email from California.
"I am Paige's cousin.
I googled Paige's name and found your blog."
I googled Paige's name and found your blog."
What a thrill for me and for the cousin. She connected me with Paige's parents who communicated their appreciation of reading Paige's words. I sent Praise the Lord and Pass the Chemo to Paige's cousin, parents, and best yet, to each one of Paige's children along with a personal note of hopes Paige had for each child. (not included in the blog or book).
Isn't God amazing and good!
Paige is smiling from Heaven
as I see her prayers answered on earth.
Don't you just love Divine Appointments!
A Mother's Day Message from a Dying Mommy
to All Mothers of the World
Paige E. Hilfer was born on December 18, 1967 and died on March 22, 2012 at the age of 44.
Her beauty stood out more than her baldness. We didn't speak, and I didn't stare, but I sat in the airport terminal and wrote in my writing pad:
"A true beauty is one whose features are so fine that she retains her loveliness
even when her hair is gone."
Sad. So young.
Nestled in my assigned airplane seat, I hoped whoever sat next to me was prepared to sleep for the next three hours for I had a manuscript to edit. Oh yes, I did have work to do. Work God prepared for me to do before I was ever born.
Sweet bald-headed beauty stopped at my row and slid into the seat next to me. I was quick to keep my eyes on the papers scattered in front of me.
"Hi. My name is Paige. Are you writing a book?"
Now that's a sentence that grabs a writer's attention. We started talking.
She had cancer.
Deadly.
And three children.
Lively.
Eager to talk, she shared how her life and her parenting changed when she learned she had little time to impact the lives of her children. I told her I would write her thoughts and share them with the world. So, here is Paige's bucket list in her own words:
Meaningful moments will replace materialism as the goal for the day.
Family celebrations will not be missed.
My children are no longer my world.
Instead,
I want to show the world to my children.
Instead,
I want to show the world to my children.
Teach my children that life is about real people who need real people
— not about video games and the latest toys.
— not about video games and the latest toys.
My days of selfishness
— of materialism —
are gone and
my life giving back has begun.
— of materialism —
are gone and
my life giving back has begun.
Show my children the hurting in the world
so compassion grows in their hearts
and they see
the world consists of more than
what they see on video games.
so compassion grows in their hearts
and they see
the world consists of more than
what they see on video games.
Grow my children to be kind instead of selfish.
Grow my children to care more about people than possessions.
Teach my children that they are on this earth to be angels — messengers from God.
I was such a selfish person,
then cancer hit
and the angels arrived.
then cancer hit
and the angels arrived.
Angels without wings
showed up daily at my door.
showed up daily at my door.
Angels handed me their tickets
when they realized I was sick
and there was no seat for me on the airplane.
when they realized I was sick
and there was no seat for me on the airplane.
Angels surrounded me
with weeks of prepared meals
and child care.
with weeks of prepared meals
and child care.
Angels gave $20,000
to help with my medical expenses.
to help with my medical expenses.
She smiled and said,
"And God placed an angel
in the airplane seat beside me today."
"And God placed an angel
in the airplane seat beside me today."
I felt the same way. God gave me the honor of sitting beside an angel named Paige.
Cancer was a gift that changed her thinking from
Let's see how many toys I can accumulate
to
Let's see how many lives I can touch before I die.
I'm thankful she touched mine.
I promised her I would write this Mother's Day message from her to you. May it live on in your heart and in the lives of your children.as you teach them their purpose on earth:
To be Angels.
Happy Mother's Day dear moms! Cherish your babies every second God gives you to hold them and to teach them that God has them on earth to be an angel to someone today.Please pray for Paige's family on this Mother's Day. May they somehow find this post and be comforted. Pray for all children who miss their mommy today and every day. May God splash serenity and 10,000 angels on their lives. And the dear moms who watch their children die. May this Mother's Day be a day of beauty and peace that can only come from You, dear God.
"For we are God's workmanship,
created in Christ Jesus to do good works,
which God prepared in advance for us to do."
Ephesians 2:20
Be an angel to a hurting mom this Mother's Day,
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