How does the universe respond? By discovering something less than desirable in my father's MRI. Of course when my mom informs me of this tonight I am immediately sadden. But then I just got angry. Angry at the universe but mostly angry at myself. Worst of all I don't even have anyone to talk about it with. Not that I even know how to talk about it.
I know I need to be hopeful and not jump into any conclusions. Many more tests still need to be done. But All I can think about is how I was hopeful the first time we received a bad medical diagnosis in my family. I was one delusional human being. When I was told that my nephew had cancer 6 years ago I wasn't worried. "People beat cancer all the time" I said to myself. A year later he lost the battle and the whole family was crushed.
So all I can think of is, is this the price I have to pay for asking for something from the universe? Well then universe you can keep your job. I rather have my dad.