Dear God,

I have quite a bone to pick with you!  As much as I hate to say it, this week, you are getting dangerously close to the top of my s**t list.

Now, I will admit, I have never been much of a believer/follower/praying person but lately, I have been praying a lot.

This year, there have been many things that have warranted my sending prayers in your direction.

I asked you to protect my family and friends IRL.

I asked you to keep an eye on little Maddie and help Mike and Heather with their grief and to ensure Binky’s sage arrival.

I asked you to take care of Stellan and make sure he would continue to defy the odds and thrive more everyday.

I asked you to heal Bob and get help him pull through the last scare he gave his family.

I asked you to take care of Will as Lisa flew home to him.

I asked you to watch over Kim as she grieves for her husband Greg.

I asked you to keep Sara and her family safe as they made their journey from California to Texas.

I asked you to help Ben pull through his many surgeries.

And this, this is just a short list of the things I have asked you to do.

And of this short list, you have managed to answer my prayers every time.

Then this week, just when I think everything is starting to look up and I haven’t had to ask for anything yet you go and throw everything down the drain by allowing Anissa to have a stroke, land in a coma and wind up in the ICU when she’s supposed to be departing on a Bahamian Cruise with other bloggers tomorrow.

WTF!?

Now, I may not know Anissa IRL but we have chatted frequently on Twitter about different television shows, Ralph Macchio, her knack for aiming low (and succeeding at it), how we are both amazing at Monopoly ( there is even a challenge for us to play each other) and then their is the part where I just love to read everything else she writes and Tweets.

And you, you God, have taken that away from not only me this week, but countless others.

Now, I’ve never asked you for assistance in acquiring material things or to win the lottery.

When I have reached out to you, it has always been for a legit reason.

I am asking you now, on behalf of myself, Anissa’s family and thousands of friends she has IRL and the Interwebz to protect her and help her pull through this and make her better and stronger than she already is (except, please don’t let her bewbs become anymore glorious than they already are!) and bring her back to all of us because really, I hate to be that girl who has God at the top of her s**t list!

Sincerely Yours,