From an article originally posted December 13, 2012…
Some days life presents you with a giant pill to swallow. This year has found us trying to swallow some big ones. Certainly, hearing my cancer diagnosis was the biggest. God was so gracious to help us stomach our new reality one moment at a time.
From an article originally posted December 11, 2012…
Who remembers the Bill Murray movie, What About Bob? Remember the scene where Bob is tied to the mast of the sailboat and he keeps screaming, I’M SAILING! I felt like that yesterday. All day I kept thinking, I’M CLEANING! I’M DRIVING! I’M IN TARGET! I know it sounds ridiculous, and I certainly had opportunity to do some of these things along this journey, but with each new day I feel such gratitude for the ability to do more, and a greater gratitude that I don’t have to go back into the chemo room again.
From an article originally posted December 7, 2012…
I remember the first years of marriage being a struggle because I had such unrealistic expectations of what marriage was supposed to be. The world jades us and causes us to create idols of what true love is.
What romance is. Very little of service, sacrifice, and kindness is portrayed in love stories we have been fed. Jason had a much more clear understanding of love than I did. Plus, his personality is gentle and giving. From the start, he knew romance, in its true form, was simple service and kindness.
From an article originally posted December 3, 2012…
I’m not a gifted person when it comes to waiting. Feeling lousy right now is making me angry. I want to be better. I want to be able to walk around the block. I long to be able to reduce my drugs enough to be able to pick up my kids from school. I want to meet neighbors, host dinners, meet new babies in our little church, help our sweet friend battling cancer with their young son. I want to do anything but be in this darn bed recovering!
From an article by Jonna McMahon originally posted November 29, 2012…
My sister and I share a very special bond; we share the bond of sisterhood. We are dear friends. We have helped each other celebrate all of life’s joys. We have held hands through thunderstorms. We have whispered secrets late at night. We have giggled until our tummies ached. We have leaned on each other for support when we could not stand on our own. We have loved, respected, cherished, enjoyed, argued, made up, advised, listened, and told one another the painful truth our whole lives. We complement each other. We have a relationship that is so special to me. It is hard to put into words. We are very close. We are sisters.
