The trip was great, but the amount of pain I am in is astounding. I always talk about cancer now, and like to ignore my diseased muscles and joints.

Anyway, I will push through and be fine in a day or so. Just someone please remind me next year to forgo following my boys up the steps of the Lincoln Memorial. Even though Jeff half-carried me up, it was still Mt. Everest to me.

So there. I fought pediatric cancer and climbed a mountain, yet my motor vehicle card thingy says “disability.”

Justin is down for the count again today. A stronger dose of oral chemo is really affecting him this month. But hopefully back to school tomorrow!

My point is this. We don’t let limitations keep us down around here.

Trusting in God for a portion of His strength, and knowing it will come.

From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. Psalm 61:2