Flaviu and Florica are some of our very good friends. We met them when we moved to the area and joined a small group for young married couples that they were leading. Jeff and Flaviu bonded over a shared love of ping-pong and the guitars. Florica and I connected over my pregnancy and previous infertility, she’d given birth to their son earlier that year after 17 years of infertility.
We also chatted a lot about healthy eating, a pregnant me was wanting to drastically overhaul our eating habits and Florica taught me about things like buckwheat pancakes and how to cook dry beans. I have yet to get up the courage to try raw cow’s milk though.
So when I got the news last week that Florica has been diagnosed with aggressive stage three stomach cancer, I couldn’t process it. I can’t. Florica is hands down the healthiest person I know. The healthiest person I have ever known. “It seems so unjust” I told her.
When Scarlette was in the hospital, Flaviu and Florica brought us dinner more times than I can count. They sat in our living room until the early hours of the morning while we spilled out all of the fear and sadness and anger that we had. They prayed for us. And they made sure other people were praying for us.
For the second time this year I feel really helpless. I know the one thing I can do of significance is the same thing she did for me, and that is to pray and to ask other people to pray for her.
I am blessed to have y’all who read here and to know how faithful you have been in praying for my Scarlette. So I am going to reach out and ask you to please cover Florica and her family in prayer. To please pray for my friend, who is a great woman, wife, and mother to a toddling little boy.
There is a facebook page for Florica here if you’d like to share it with others, follow it for updates or leave her a message of encouragement. Thank you, thank you friends.
Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need. (Hebrews 4:16)
