Not only had God allowed all of this struggle into our lives the last two years, but His hand was there the whole time, leading us. Excitement began to replace our wonder, and thankfulness.
As I look forward to life returning to normal for our family, I also feel a little timid in leaving this valley behind. You see, God has been here with us.
Our teenagers learned of Daddy's cancer in an unusual way. My son was listening outside our bedroom door. He, of course, ran down the stairs to share what he had heard with his older sister.
Swaying with the swings smooth motion, I welcome the gentle breeze on my warm face. The setting sun spreads it's glorious color across the sky, putting on a show of God's amazing handiwork.
No longer were my days filled with fear over my parents "impending divorce". Our family's days now revolved around the changes we were making for God.
"My house began to suffer. For the first time in my life, I left dirty dishes in the sink, floors unswept, and dirty laundry stayed wherever it landed."
Summer is here! And despite a few minor setbacks due to my reaction to stress (anyone else allergic to stress?) and Gabe's port failing, our family has been able to enjoy the first official week of no school. This week marks the end of phase 1 in Gabe's treatment. Radiation and chemo begins on Monday.... Continue Reading →
Before you read this post, I have two disclaimers that I need to get out of the way. First of all, this is not about what my husband, the patient, has learned. This post is about what I, the caregiver, has learned. Secondly, we are only 1/3 of the way through our journey. I am... Continue Reading →
Opening my front door, I paused, surveying the mess before me. Sighing, I walked pass the massive pile of coats and shoes, a sure sign we were running late for school this morning. Dropping my keys on the kitchen counter, I pushed aside dirty bowls and mugs, searching for my half finished coffee. After I... Continue Reading →