This past week was wonderful and very full. Mary's birthday was on Saturday, turning 12. I can't believe she's 12! Then Sunday night our family opened gifts to each other (the six of us) as we traditionally do on Christmas Eve. We had such a sweet time together. Monday, Christmas Day, we got up and had our stocking time...digging in the stockings, seeing what was in them. Then I made cranberry sauce, mashed sweet potatoes and a big salad to take over to Jim and Susan's for Christmas dinner. I was very thankful to feel well enough to hustle around and make those things. We had a very nice time with all the extended family. Tuesday was a quiet day, cleaning up some of the celebrations. Then Wednesday was Jesse's birthday...23 years old! We had dinner at home. I even made my mother's famous Danish meringue birthday cake for Jess, although I still have a long way to go before it tastes like hers. Wed. was also a day of getting Jesse packed up to leave for Nashville. Thursday Tommy took off with the girls to Nashville in the morning. Then Jesse finished packing around noon...and Jamie and I said goodbye to him.
That was hard. This is a first...a child going off, leaving home. Even though I know it's time and he is ready, it doesn't make it easy to let go.
So by Thursday afternoon Jamie and I were the only ones here. We've had a quiet time, cleaning up more of Christmas, watching some movies, making big trips to Hastings or Big Lots (we know how to have fun). Quiet time. He is being so sweet and helpful...I'm glad he ended up staying here with me. I thought maybe I would like the alone time, with everyone gone. But I think the Lord knew I needed someone here, or it would have been too quiet.
I'm approaching the fourth treatment...Jan. 2. I'm learning the pattern. Right about when I start to feel normal, health-wise, it's time to go back and start all over. I am eating normal, sleeping normal. The only symptom in the past week is just mild fatigue. The physical part is fine during this third week. As I approach the next treatment I have to deal with the emotional part...the dread of going in. One part of me knows that the chemo is a good thing...it's the medicine that attacks the evil cancer cells. But another part of me has to face the truth of knowing I'm about to feel sick all over again. I don't know what else to do except to take one day at a time, ask the Lord to hold me up...I mean, really, hold me up, so I will walk forward, and not retreat....even though forward is hard. When the Israelites were in the wilderness He was a cloud by day and a fire by night...so they were never without His light. I love that part of their story. Maybe when I get at the end of this whole thing I'll look down and realize my shoes never wore out. But, for right now, I can't look down. I have to keep looking forward. One day at a time, one step at a time.
Thank You, Holy God, for being with all the huge life events of the past few weeks. Thank You for all the ways You show Yourself in the middle of this time in my life. You continue to show me You are here, with me. I still have some questions...the how question and the why question, but I don't have to have the answers. Not now or even in this lifetime. I know eventually You'll explain it. I just pray that I can be faithful, to trust You no matter what comes my way. I choose to trust You, O Lord. In Jesus' Name.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Mary's Birthday
Life is pretty full at our house right now. Last week Jesse graduated; this week Mary turned 12 years old. Then we celebrate Christmas, then Jesse's birthday (23) and then he moves to Nashville. Whew. Lots of joyful celebration, but also lots of life transition. I've never been very good with change. One thing I do know is that change doesn't wait around for my approval. It keeps happening anyway.
As far as my health status...this week went from Sunday being a very bad day to Wednesday beginning to feel better again. I just wasn't expecting this treatment to be any different than the other two...and it was. I had much more nausea this time. But I woke up Wednesday morning and I could just tell I felt better and could eat. I asked Tommy to take me out for breakfast. We headed down to Bobby's and I had 2 pancakes, a piece of bacon and two eggs! It was so wonderful to eat a nice full meal and feel good afterward. I was ( and still am) very grateful that I have felt good coming into the weekend.
Jamie got out of school on Wed and Mary got out Thursday. Tommy had Friday off so Friday felt like a Saturday with everyone home...which was great!
Today, Saturday, was focused on Mary. We had a stay-at-home day. She wanted to make her own birthday cake, so she worked on that in the afternoon. She chose to make a white cake with chocolate Cool Whip as the frosting. Then she wrote "Happy Birthy Mary" in food gel pen. Yes...Happy Birthy. :-) We decided to erase the y and so it said Happy Birth! :-) It all worked out. Tonight her family, grandparents, Uncle, Aunt and cousin all properly sang, gave presents and celebrated her into her status as a dozen years old.
I am thankful...
For a 23 year old son that is sweet and loves the Lord. For a 12 year old that is wonderful and also loves the Lord. For a season when we think about our dear Jesus's arrival and celebrate His gift of coming to save us. For a family that is loving and strong and well knit together. And for more friends than any one person should be blessed with!
I am so thankful.
One day at a time. Today is almost done, and the Lord was a part of this whole day. He is ever present and continually faithful to hold me up. My chin went down this past week, but He gently took His hand, tenderly cupped my chin , lifted it back up, so once again I could look into His eyes.
I am very, very thankful.
As far as my health status...this week went from Sunday being a very bad day to Wednesday beginning to feel better again. I just wasn't expecting this treatment to be any different than the other two...and it was. I had much more nausea this time. But I woke up Wednesday morning and I could just tell I felt better and could eat. I asked Tommy to take me out for breakfast. We headed down to Bobby's and I had 2 pancakes, a piece of bacon and two eggs! It was so wonderful to eat a nice full meal and feel good afterward. I was ( and still am) very grateful that I have felt good coming into the weekend.
Jamie got out of school on Wed and Mary got out Thursday. Tommy had Friday off so Friday felt like a Saturday with everyone home...which was great!
Today, Saturday, was focused on Mary. We had a stay-at-home day. She wanted to make her own birthday cake, so she worked on that in the afternoon. She chose to make a white cake with chocolate Cool Whip as the frosting. Then she wrote "Happy Birthy Mary" in food gel pen. Yes...Happy Birthy. :-) We decided to erase the y and so it said Happy Birth! :-) It all worked out. Tonight her family, grandparents, Uncle, Aunt and cousin all properly sang, gave presents and celebrated her into her status as a dozen years old.
I am thankful...
For a 23 year old son that is sweet and loves the Lord. For a 12 year old that is wonderful and also loves the Lord. For a season when we think about our dear Jesus's arrival and celebrate His gift of coming to save us. For a family that is loving and strong and well knit together. And for more friends than any one person should be blessed with!
I am so thankful.
One day at a time. Today is almost done, and the Lord was a part of this whole day. He is ever present and continually faithful to hold me up. My chin went down this past week, but He gently took His hand, tenderly cupped my chin , lifted it back up, so once again I could look into His eyes.
I am very, very thankful.
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Graduation Weekend
He did it! Our first born graduated! Yeah! We watched him walk across and heard his name spoken...they started to say it wrong and then said it right. The program said he was from Bluefield, Virginia. Nevertheless...he graduated.
We were going to go to Little Rock to eat somewhere nice, but Jesse said he wasn't feeling that well. So we ate fast food and Tom took him to the walk-in clinic. He has bronchitis. Sad. A college grad with bronchitis. We got the drugs and he's hopefully getting better hour by hour.
Physically, I'm still not bouncing back. I don't feel well. This treatment definitely seems different. I am very tired and feel sick. Food is still at the question mark stage...never sure what is going to sound good or taste good. Today (Sunday) I went to church but I was so tired I asked Tom to take me home and skip class. I was exhausted. I have slept on and off most of the day. Maybe tomorrow I'll get stronger.
We were going to go to Little Rock to eat somewhere nice, but Jesse said he wasn't feeling that well. So we ate fast food and Tom took him to the walk-in clinic. He has bronchitis. Sad. A college grad with bronchitis. We got the drugs and he's hopefully getting better hour by hour.
Physically, I'm still not bouncing back. I don't feel well. This treatment definitely seems different. I am very tired and feel sick. Food is still at the question mark stage...never sure what is going to sound good or taste good. Today (Sunday) I went to church but I was so tired I asked Tom to take me home and skip class. I was exhausted. I have slept on and off most of the day. Maybe tomorrow I'll get stronger.
Friday, December 15, 2006
3rd Treatment
Monday (Dec.11) I had my third treatment. The way it goes on treatment day is that you see the oncologist first, talk, get examined and then evaluate whether there should be any changes. Well, my doctor did all that and decided that the tumor had only gone down a little, but not enough. SO...she changed one of the chemo drugs. That was discouraging for two reasons...one, the tumor hadn't shrunk very much and two, I've been doing so well on the other 3 that changing meant possibly having a different response. The other part of this was that this new drug took longer to go in.
SO...Monday I spent 10-11 am. on the office visit, then from 11-3:00 sitting in my Lazy-Boy chair getting all the medicines. It was my longest treatment. First, there's an anti-nausea drug, then a steroid, then chemo #1, chemo #2, chemo #3, then some Benadryl, then some iron (to boost red blood cells)....with saline water in between every one of them. I also got a shot at the end of everything for red blood booster. Long process.
BUT...the good news was Betsy was with me. She was wonderful! Very good at this. Cheerful and sweet and comforting. I was so thankful to have her there. She was with me during the doctor time, but then when I was getting the drugs she was only allowed in for about 10 minutes per hour. She would go off and then pop back in cheerfully. One time she had brought a little gift to pass out to the others in the room (there are 10 of us at the same time). She took two candycanes and tied them together to make a pink breast cancer ribbon. (My craft girl!) It was cute and everyone liked it and her.
On the treatment day I don't usually feel so bad. My theory is my body is so confused with all the drugs that it doesn't know what to do on the first day. Tuesday I started feeling the fatigue, but still okay. Then Wednesday afternoon the nausea started. This time was definitely different than the other two. I felt heavy fatigue but also very nauseous. I was hungry but there was NOTHING that I could think of that I could eat. Thursday was the same but more severe. I wasn't eating...but I knew I needed to eat. I just couldn't do it. We tried lots of stuff. Protein shakes, plain toast, applesauce, rice, etc. Finally, Thurs night Tommy brought home some catfish from the restaurant they went to and that sounded good, so I nibbled a tiny test bite and it worked. I ate a piece and had some mashed potatoes. Yeah! Food! Who would have thought catfish was the answer!
Today was much better. I got up, ate cereal for breakfast, showered, did laundry and even ironed. All those were done with "sitting a spell" in between, but I still did it. It was a much better day.
Every day has it's calling. Tomorrow my focus is on Jesse....he's graduating! If I feel like I did this morning, I'll be fine and able to attend.
It's been a long, hard week, but I made it, with the Lord's strength.
O Lord, I want so much to skip these weeks of physical sickness and weakness. But, for whatever reason, that is what is before me. Give me strength to press on...to listen to You...to trust You, in sickness or in health...to be Yours, no matter what. I believe and I trust You.
In Jesus' Name.
SO...Monday I spent 10-11 am. on the office visit, then from 11-3:00 sitting in my Lazy-Boy chair getting all the medicines. It was my longest treatment. First, there's an anti-nausea drug, then a steroid, then chemo #1, chemo #2, chemo #3, then some Benadryl, then some iron (to boost red blood cells)....with saline water in between every one of them. I also got a shot at the end of everything for red blood booster. Long process.
BUT...the good news was Betsy was with me. She was wonderful! Very good at this. Cheerful and sweet and comforting. I was so thankful to have her there. She was with me during the doctor time, but then when I was getting the drugs she was only allowed in for about 10 minutes per hour. She would go off and then pop back in cheerfully. One time she had brought a little gift to pass out to the others in the room (there are 10 of us at the same time). She took two candycanes and tied them together to make a pink breast cancer ribbon. (My craft girl!) It was cute and everyone liked it and her.
On the treatment day I don't usually feel so bad. My theory is my body is so confused with all the drugs that it doesn't know what to do on the first day. Tuesday I started feeling the fatigue, but still okay. Then Wednesday afternoon the nausea started. This time was definitely different than the other two. I felt heavy fatigue but also very nauseous. I was hungry but there was NOTHING that I could think of that I could eat. Thursday was the same but more severe. I wasn't eating...but I knew I needed to eat. I just couldn't do it. We tried lots of stuff. Protein shakes, plain toast, applesauce, rice, etc. Finally, Thurs night Tommy brought home some catfish from the restaurant they went to and that sounded good, so I nibbled a tiny test bite and it worked. I ate a piece and had some mashed potatoes. Yeah! Food! Who would have thought catfish was the answer!
Today was much better. I got up, ate cereal for breakfast, showered, did laundry and even ironed. All those were done with "sitting a spell" in between, but I still did it. It was a much better day.
Every day has it's calling. Tomorrow my focus is on Jesse....he's graduating! If I feel like I did this morning, I'll be fine and able to attend.
It's been a long, hard week, but I made it, with the Lord's strength.
O Lord, I want so much to skip these weeks of physical sickness and weakness. But, for whatever reason, that is what is before me. Give me strength to press on...to listen to You...to trust You, in sickness or in health...to be Yours, no matter what. I believe and I trust You.
In Jesus' Name.
Thursday, December 7, 2006
Betsy's Home!
Yeah! Our Betsy girl is home! We picked her up in Little Rock last night (Wed. night) around 8:30. She flew from Paris to Amsterdam to Memphis to Little Rock. We are SO glad to have her here and back in our arms. She was ready and excited to be home.
Medically, this has been a quiet week. I went in Monday for my blood labs and they said I needed another red blood cell booster shot, so I got that. It's supposed to help with my anemia. My third treatment is Monday, December 11.
Other than that we have all just been focused on Betsy's return this week.
Thank you to so many of you who have been praying for Betsy this fall. She said she has felt so much peace throughout the semester, and knew it was the Lord taking care of her. Thanks for your prayers!!!
Medically, this has been a quiet week. I went in Monday for my blood labs and they said I needed another red blood cell booster shot, so I got that. It's supposed to help with my anemia. My third treatment is Monday, December 11.
Other than that we have all just been focused on Betsy's return this week.
Thank you to so many of you who have been praying for Betsy this fall. She said she has felt so much peace throughout the semester, and knew it was the Lord taking care of her. Thanks for your prayers!!!
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Week of Thanksgiving
Last week was such an incredible week. The Lord has been so merciful to me. The main symptoms that I felt were fatigue and a little nausea. I expected Wednesday or Thursday to be out of it, but it never hit that hard. I was very tired on Wed and Thurs, but by Friday I was getting around again. I'm so thankful to the Lord God for holding me up!
Tuesday was historical because it was the first day I wore my wig out in public. Tommy and I went to Mary's school Thanksgiving luncheon. It was fine...easier than I thought it would be. The hair loss is definitely going to be a slow adjustment...but the Lord has helped me with all these other steps, I know He'll walk me through this.
Last Wednesday I had to go back in to get a shot to boost my white blood cells. I guess they will do that everytime I have a treatment. The first time I had that shot it was horrible...there was a burning sensation as the drug went in. Well...I went in thinking that it was going to go in my port, which I thought would make it easier. I got there and they said they don't use the port, they need to put it in under the skin. I left the room, went to the restroom, called Tommy and asked for him to pray about the shot. So he and Mary did. They went to a corner of Barnes and Noble (they had dropped me off at the office because we didn't really want Mary to go in) and prayed for me while I was going back in to the lab area. I sat down, braced myself and the nurse gave me the shot. I couldn't believe it... it did not hurt. It did not burn. I barely felt it. Wow. I couldn't believe it. Nothing like the first time. Yeah God!!!
On Thursday, Thanksgiving Day, we had the nicest day. We just hung out quietly. I hung out VERY quietly, as I was sleeping on and off throughout the day. :-) Tom worked in the yard, while smoking a turkey breast in our cooker. Jamie helped Tommy and did some school. Mary was the Queen of Thanksgiving . She made stuffing, sweet potatoes, homemade cranberry sauce and rolls. I think the only things she didn't make were the turkey and the corn. Amazing! Not many 11 year olds can say they made Thanksgiving dinner. When they called me to the table, everything was there...just beautiful! Candles lit, smoked turkey and plenty of extras. Tears came to my eyes...it was truly a beautiful table. We all think it was one of the most special Thanksgiving meals we've ever had.
I am thankful...SO thankful. To be blessed with a precious family. To have so many dear friends. To have so many people praying for me. To know that each day when I wake up the mercies of the Lord are fresh and new for that day. I'm thankful for Jesus, who is the hope and joy that we all can build each day of our lives around.
What a great Thanksgiving week.
Tuesday was historical because it was the first day I wore my wig out in public. Tommy and I went to Mary's school Thanksgiving luncheon. It was fine...easier than I thought it would be. The hair loss is definitely going to be a slow adjustment...but the Lord has helped me with all these other steps, I know He'll walk me through this.
Last Wednesday I had to go back in to get a shot to boost my white blood cells. I guess they will do that everytime I have a treatment. The first time I had that shot it was horrible...there was a burning sensation as the drug went in. Well...I went in thinking that it was going to go in my port, which I thought would make it easier. I got there and they said they don't use the port, they need to put it in under the skin. I left the room, went to the restroom, called Tommy and asked for him to pray about the shot. So he and Mary did. They went to a corner of Barnes and Noble (they had dropped me off at the office because we didn't really want Mary to go in) and prayed for me while I was going back in to the lab area. I sat down, braced myself and the nurse gave me the shot. I couldn't believe it... it did not hurt. It did not burn. I barely felt it. Wow. I couldn't believe it. Nothing like the first time. Yeah God!!!
On Thursday, Thanksgiving Day, we had the nicest day. We just hung out quietly. I hung out VERY quietly, as I was sleeping on and off throughout the day. :-) Tom worked in the yard, while smoking a turkey breast in our cooker. Jamie helped Tommy and did some school. Mary was the Queen of Thanksgiving . She made stuffing, sweet potatoes, homemade cranberry sauce and rolls. I think the only things she didn't make were the turkey and the corn. Amazing! Not many 11 year olds can say they made Thanksgiving dinner. When they called me to the table, everything was there...just beautiful! Candles lit, smoked turkey and plenty of extras. Tears came to my eyes...it was truly a beautiful table. We all think it was one of the most special Thanksgiving meals we've ever had.
I am thankful...SO thankful. To be blessed with a precious family. To have so many dear friends. To have so many people praying for me. To know that each day when I wake up the mercies of the Lord are fresh and new for that day. I'm thankful for Jesus, who is the hope and joy that we all can build each day of our lives around.
What a great Thanksgiving week.
Monday, November 20, 2006
First chemo report
I saw my doctor today and after talking to me and examing me she said the chemo is working. YEAH! Thank you Lord!!! Jesse came and met her and my other nurses, which was very comforting and sweet. My blood counts were slightly improved...I'll take slightly anyday over a negative report. It was a good day... no, a great day. It's working...thanks to the Lord God!!! And thanks for your prayers!
Friday, November 17, 2006
The last four weeks
Some people visiting this site for the first time may not know what all has been happening. Feel free to skip this post if you've heard everything, but I thought I'd write a history of the past few weeks.
The last four weeks have felt like four months because so much has happened in them. I found out I had cancer on a Wednesday evening Oct.18. I moved from the shock to just busyness...lots and lots of tests. Thursday, ultrasounds and mammograms. Friday I had a biopsy. Saturday the doctor called and confirmed that it was breast cancer. That's when we let everyone hear the news, so we could have as many people praying as possible. The news spread fast and far! We began hearing from people all over the country...saying they were praying for me and had put my name on their church's prayer lists. I was so overwhelmed but so thankful!
Sunday, Monday and Tuesday were all days that we were passionately praying , with many, many others that the Lord would do something miraculous. We had a healing service at our church on Sunday night that was such an incredible night of love and hope and worship. The elders anointed my head with oil and prayed over our whole family, with over a hundred people gathered as witnesses. We knew of several other groups that were meeting at the same time in other places around the country, joining us in prayer for healing. I felt so much hope and complete peace from the Lord.
Wednesday I went in to get the PET scan, to see if the cancer was anywhere else in my body.
Friday, a CT scan and a muga heart test, all preliminary steps before I would start the chemo on Monday Oct. 30. That Sunday night was such a hard night because I could see that the Lord wasn't going to do the surprise-radical-miraculous healing that we had all prayed about...so it was time to start the long, slower medical plan , which I believe He can also use for His healing.
That Monday they said the PET scan did not find cancer anywhere else. That was HUGE! Yeah...a wonderful answer to prayers! I also had my first chemo treatment that day.The first chemo was hard emotionally. I guess it was just processing again the reality. When you sit there and watch all this stuff go into your arm, it's definitely real. My side effects that week were not too bad. I did hit a fatigue wall and I had nausea on that Wednesday...but took some medicine that just made me sleep all day. After that each day that followed got better.
This week was the third week since my treatment, and it's been the most normal feeling. But this week brought a different issue...my hair started to fall out. BUT...the Lord was so sweet to send a box of new hats from some dear Tennessee girlfriends just on the week that I started to notice it coming out. That really has been the pattern. Everyday it seems like something has happened that God sent just the right person, right food or right gift when I needed it, and many times before I even knew I needed it. I feel so blessed with prayers and fasting, cards, meals, books, emails, help with errands, housework, phone calls, and more. The Lord has really sent His love through all these precious friends and family. Thanks so much to all of you that have stepped in to encourage me in different ways. Thank you!
My next hurdle will be Monday, my second treatment. Jesse, our 22 year old, wants to take me Monday, which I thought was really sweet. He's out of school next week for Thanksgiving break, so he wanted to take me this time.
My heart is full of hope and peace and faith...and I know, I KNOW this is from Jesus Christ.
Thank you all again for all your prayers.
The last four weeks have felt like four months because so much has happened in them. I found out I had cancer on a Wednesday evening Oct.18. I moved from the shock to just busyness...lots and lots of tests. Thursday, ultrasounds and mammograms. Friday I had a biopsy. Saturday the doctor called and confirmed that it was breast cancer. That's when we let everyone hear the news, so we could have as many people praying as possible. The news spread fast and far! We began hearing from people all over the country...saying they were praying for me and had put my name on their church's prayer lists. I was so overwhelmed but so thankful!
Sunday, Monday and Tuesday were all days that we were passionately praying , with many, many others that the Lord would do something miraculous. We had a healing service at our church on Sunday night that was such an incredible night of love and hope and worship. The elders anointed my head with oil and prayed over our whole family, with over a hundred people gathered as witnesses. We knew of several other groups that were meeting at the same time in other places around the country, joining us in prayer for healing. I felt so much hope and complete peace from the Lord.
Wednesday I went in to get the PET scan, to see if the cancer was anywhere else in my body.
Friday, a CT scan and a muga heart test, all preliminary steps before I would start the chemo on Monday Oct. 30. That Sunday night was such a hard night because I could see that the Lord wasn't going to do the surprise-radical-miraculous healing that we had all prayed about...so it was time to start the long, slower medical plan , which I believe He can also use for His healing.
That Monday they said the PET scan did not find cancer anywhere else. That was HUGE! Yeah...a wonderful answer to prayers! I also had my first chemo treatment that day.The first chemo was hard emotionally. I guess it was just processing again the reality. When you sit there and watch all this stuff go into your arm, it's definitely real. My side effects that week were not too bad. I did hit a fatigue wall and I had nausea on that Wednesday...but took some medicine that just made me sleep all day. After that each day that followed got better.
This week was the third week since my treatment, and it's been the most normal feeling. But this week brought a different issue...my hair started to fall out. BUT...the Lord was so sweet to send a box of new hats from some dear Tennessee girlfriends just on the week that I started to notice it coming out. That really has been the pattern. Everyday it seems like something has happened that God sent just the right person, right food or right gift when I needed it, and many times before I even knew I needed it. I feel so blessed with prayers and fasting, cards, meals, books, emails, help with errands, housework, phone calls, and more. The Lord has really sent His love through all these precious friends and family. Thanks so much to all of you that have stepped in to encourage me in different ways. Thank you!
My next hurdle will be Monday, my second treatment. Jesse, our 22 year old, wants to take me Monday, which I thought was really sweet. He's out of school next week for Thanksgiving break, so he wanted to take me this time.
My heart is full of hope and peace and faith...and I know, I KNOW this is from Jesus Christ.
Thank you all again for all your prayers.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Can't believe I'm blogging
About two months ago I was walking with my sister-in-law around the university track getting some exercise. We were talking about alll sorts of subjects. Then our conversation turned to blogging. Neither one of us were interested in blogging, at all. Just didn't have a desire or interest or the time. "Besides," I said, "I can't imagine wanting to share my thoughts to the entire universe of cyberland." Hmmm...
Well...that was two months ago. I changed my mind.
Four weeks ago, on October 18th, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. So many things have changed in just four weeks. And I guess I realized that since my life will continue to be in a season of change that I decided maybe a blog was a good idea after all. There are so many people that the Lord has blessed me with that are either family or friends, some acquaintances and even some people that I haven't ever met that have said to me "we are praying for you". I am so, so thankful for each and every prayer. As a matter of fact, I know I am going through each day right now lifted up by these prayers. I can feel it. It is not me, It is the intercessory prayers of so many brothers and sisters in Christ. Thank you very much.
So...I decided to write this blog to chronicle this season of my life. If you would like to catch up or walk with me on this journey, then come visit. Feel free to still send me letters at my email site. Those have been such an encouragement. I just thought I could update more frequently on this format.
Isn't this amazing? I am not a computer type person, but I know that I am grateful for this technology, even more than ever right now. All this communication in a split second. Yeah!
I guess that's all for this first post. Welcome to my new blog!
Well...that was two months ago. I changed my mind.
Four weeks ago, on October 18th, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. So many things have changed in just four weeks. And I guess I realized that since my life will continue to be in a season of change that I decided maybe a blog was a good idea after all. There are so many people that the Lord has blessed me with that are either family or friends, some acquaintances and even some people that I haven't ever met that have said to me "we are praying for you". I am so, so thankful for each and every prayer. As a matter of fact, I know I am going through each day right now lifted up by these prayers. I can feel it. It is not me, It is the intercessory prayers of so many brothers and sisters in Christ. Thank you very much.
So...I decided to write this blog to chronicle this season of my life. If you would like to catch up or walk with me on this journey, then come visit. Feel free to still send me letters at my email site. Those have been such an encouragement. I just thought I could update more frequently on this format.
Isn't this amazing? I am not a computer type person, but I know that I am grateful for this technology, even more than ever right now. All this communication in a split second. Yeah!
I guess that's all for this first post. Welcome to my new blog!
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