Cancer Institute. These words have a new meaning to me. While trying to determine where to go yesterday, a sweet lady offered to direct us. She said, "Hopefully this is just a wake up call."
For some reason, I felt that cancer would never affect my family. Did I ever truly think that people volunteered for it? Of course not.
After talking with the doctor yesterday I do feel much better about my surgery. God willing, my tumor is benign. It can change, though, so the surgery is not truly elective.
I can think of a million and one things I'd rather be doing that day. Fasting, getting up at the crack of dawn and then having my face/neck cut open? Good times.
I am so blessed to have this option, though.
I listened to the wind in the trees today and marveled at the gorgeous blue sky. I sat in my back yard and watched the moon. Tonight I am going to let the falling rain lull me to sleep.
All of them gifts.
Speaking of gifts. My girls. They are the best things that have ever happened to me. I love them so much that it hurts sometimes. We have quite a weekend planned. Sewing, crafts, movies and plans to create the Pioneer Woman's French Toast, Kid Friendly Pasta and Prairie Sushi.
My amazing husband said he's going to take care of me through all this. He has been there every step of the way. The crying. The fretting. The worries. He is like no other man I have ever known. (He's pretty darn cute, too.;)) Love you, Sweetie.
God has blessed me over and over and over again. This is just a bump in the road. I used to love those Choose Your Own Adventure books as a child (but this is definitely not an adventure I would choose). My first reaction was fear, but I've drawn closer to the Lord and it feels so good. Bumps on the road of life are not easy but they are there for a reason.
Try to take your bumps in stride. God is always there to carry you until you're stronger.:)