I am continually amazed at how God takes our muddled lives and pulls bits of good from the mess.
Me: Justin, we are going to creatively reinvent school for you again this year.
Him: Okay. That’s good mom. You know, I don’t think you know how it feels to have cancer. I never really feel GOOD but sometimes I feel more sick than just the constant not feeling good and it comes in waves.
He didn’t say it with any disrespect. He was trying to explain his daily reality and he is right. I DON’T know. But I am trying to understand.
He happily trotted off to gym class yesterday. We came home, got school work done and he napped the rest of the afternoon. This morning, I write from my mini van while Justin takes art class.
A friend has agreed to tutor Justin. This way, it’s less fight for me and a little more structure for him.
Two dinners have landed on our kitchen table that I did not have to cook. There is another coming today. For me, this is Christmas morning. A very special thank you to Mom, Alyssa and Rachel.
Yesterday was our anniversary. Jeff steam-cleaned the carpets. This is the best gift ever when you have a kid on chemo and a stomach virus making its ugly rounds.
Nicky is currently recovering from the pukey misery. Jeff and I are hoping to get on a plane Saturday morning without barf bags in tow.
Thank you for continued support, encouraging comments and prayers. Truly, our God walks the fire with us.
Then King Nebuchadnezzar was astonished and rose up in haste. He declared to his counselors, “Did we not cast three men bound into the fire?” They answered and said to the king, “True, O king.” He answered and said, “But I see four men unbound, walking in the midst of the fire, and they are not hurt; and the appearance of the fourth is like a son of the gods. Daniel 3:24-25