I am in shock. My dad called a little bit ago to tell me my mom had a pulmonary embolism this morning. They're in the ER now. I'm sitting here waiting for news. I am numb.

No one was available when I called them. I must have tried about seven people, and all I got were voice mails. I even called someone whom I haven't spoken to in ages, but I held on to the fact that we were so connected at one time I thought I might get through, but I got her voice mail too. It was so weird. I was frantic to talk to someone, and now I can't even speak. I've gotten some return calls and I can't even pick up the phone because I don't know what to say. I feel empty.

I know God doesn't give out more than one can handle, but I'm about to my breaking point. When will it end?