Everyone has their people.
And if you have ever met Michaja (pronounced: Mick-Ki-Ya) Prendergast (pronounced: good luck), it should be of no surprise that she is easily one of my top five favorite people in Chicago.
And not surprisingly, we recently discussed our respective rankings in one another’s hearts, and it looks like we both came out on top…that’s normal, right?!
Well true to one of our favorite sayings, “shit just got weird”, very little about our friendship would be described as normal.
It might be because she is always up for doing anything involving costumes and not taking showers, or the fact that we proudly introduce our roommates as our wives to strangers, or the fact that most inanimate objects have been given a name of their own, but Kia, you complete me.
(It also doesn’t hurt that you laugh at all of my jokes and cry when I sing karaoke…this woman knows how to make a girl feel like a showstopper!)
But the most amazing part of this little slice-o’-heaven friendship is that it is real.
“Shit’s gotten real” (yeah, we’re real creative with our catch phrases) a few times in the past few years, but we just roll with it. And by roll with it, I mean we (and the rest of the inner circle friends) live through it together. There’s prayer, lots of wine, tears, laughs, dark and twisty moments, awesome amounts of truth, Jesus himself and the occasional crazy girls night out…
But to have a friendship like that?
Or a friend who will be that constant?
Or a friend whose love is absolutely unwavering?
Well that is a treasured gift.
And I am undeserving.
So it’s of no surprise that when Kia recently got diagnosed with thyroid cancer, we all went through our own version of the coping mechanisms listed above (mine mostly involved making inappropriate cancer jokes #proofbelow, while Kia’s involved turning to Jesus—she’s a freaking rock).
I mean, this is not an okay way to present a baked good…
But it’s been amazing to watch her walk into this season of life with undeniable tenacity and relentless faith in God’s plan. She is reminding us all that prayer is real, friends are family, and jokes never hurt.
If you don’t know much about thyroid cancer (I was clueless), it’s considered curable cancer. Praise the Lord! So Ki will go through some testing tomorrow to ensure it hasn’t spread and then they’ll take that cancer-ridden sucker out of her…
She’ll be on drugs for the rest of her life, but she’ll most likely get to avoid all the yucky chemo/radiation stuff. Which is good because Ganski was threatening to shave her head…
So while talking about cancer is probably not going to get my blog ratings up, I write this post to tell a faithful friend that I love her. And that God’s got this.
And to ask y’all to throw up a few prayers to Jesus for my dear friend, Michaja.
Thanks for being there.