It’s been awhile since I posted anything on this blog. Needless to say, our family has been to hell and back since March and I’m glad to be on the other side of it all. Anyone reading this blog probably knows that a)I was in the hospital for 22 days with about 6 weeks of recuperating time and b)during that time my daughter was diagnosed with breast cancer. Also during that time, E’s father was working in Afghanistan.
It’s during times like these that you realize and recognize what’s important. To think I could have left this earth and E so suddenly reminds me every day that we truly do live on borrowed time. It also makes me thankful and grateful for the hundreds (and probably thousands) of prayers that were lifted up to God on my behalf and on the behalf of my family. I could never begin to thank adequately all those people who prayed for us, sent cards, flowers, made visits and phone calls. The simple truth is that there were so many people praying I probably won’t meet them until we all get to heaven. But this is my way of saying “thank you” to all of them and hoping that those that know me pass this along to those who prayed.
When push came to shove, so many people stepped up to help. For almost 6 weeks we needed help at the house to corral E who had no idea what was going on. He was the biggest trooper of them all. He warmed up to all the women in the house and we joked that he forgot what a man looked like; but I’m sure he ate up all the attention.
My son-in-laws’ company did their part by providing meals for all of us and by lending us all of their support while he was away. They did this without us asking and continued for weeks until we were both back on our feet.
My daughter’s mother-in-law was there the first week when we were both at the hospital (me as a patient and her as my rock of support). My daughter’s sister-in-law stepped up when she needed to go to the hospital for her first surgery and took care of E on the weekends. I don’t know what we would have done without these caring, loving women.
My brother was there when my daughter needed him. He was the first family member to the hospital and he stayed by her side until everyone else arrived. He asked the doctors questions that she couldn’t formulate because of the shock and he stayed until the worst passed. He came back when my daughter had the mastectomy and was my rock, just as he was hers. I don’t know what either of us would have done without him.
Then there were these two angels of mercy–my sister-in-laws. They were there to help in an instant and stayed as long as we needed them. They didn’t even flinch when asked and helped me, my daughter and E survive the recovery weeks by cooking, cleaning, and taking care of the little one. Without them, we would have been lost. I will be forever grateful that God put these women in our lives.
My best friend came up during the first few days of my hospital stay and helped my daughter and me in only the way she could. Her calming presence and the way she “nursed” me was a godsend. She’s always there when I need her the most and I’m so glad she selflessly came when called.
Last but not least, there was my daughter’s friends, especially her “bestie”. They helped my daughter cope and recover after her surgery and gave all of us a much-needed boost when things got overwhelming. Her best friend stayed during the surgery and came back during the recovery time to help with E. These women were invaluable and I can’t begin to say how much their support meant to my daughter and me.
Then there were my friends from across the pond, in the land down under, in Canada, and scattered all across the United States who prayed and called and sent cards and letters. You really find out who your friends are when you are at your lowest and I was blessed to have so many respond and show their support and love.
I learned a few lessons over the last few months:
- Don’t take a single minute for granted
- Don’t be too proud to ask for help when you need it
- Prayer really does work and changes lives
- God is still in the business of working miracles
- Family means everything
- True friends show their true colors during difficult times
I’m looking forward to many more years with E and with my family. I’m grateful that God saw fit to give me my life back and that he saved my daughter’s through early detection.
As E would say, “Tank you”!