Happy Valentine’s Day

Happy Valentine’s Day from our family to yours.

I woke up feeling horrible and not being able to speak a word, but am happy to report that my throat seems to be getting a little better as the day goes on.  No visit to Urgent Care for me!  Woohoo!  Going to the girls play last night was hard – sitting next my aunt and uncle and not being able to talk and catch up, not being able to talk to other parents . .. ugh!  No fun!!)   I’m trying not to talk much and let Tom take care of things with the girls.

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Who needs to talk?

This week has been different with the girls at school late into the afternoon/evening.  All 3 of them are in Pinnocchio, put on by the Missoula Children’s Theather.  They auditioned on Monday, had practices all week after school, and have 2 performances today.  It’s a crazy week, and they are VERY excited and have had so much fun.  (And so far no major meltdowns, but I’m sure there is at least one to come as they must be totally exhausted!!) Our oldest came to the conclusion that you don’t need to have one of the biggest parts in a play to have fun, and that having less lines was actually more fun, because it wasn’t as stressful.  As a mom, I’m very happy to hear this as she has such big dreams, hopes, ideas, projects, etc.

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13 Rounds of Chemo Behind Me

Well, 13 rounds of chemo done and 3 more to go!!

The end is in sight and I’m so glad!  Today went well.  We were out of the infusion center by 11:45 and I was able to rest the rest of the day.  The girls are in a play on Saturday at school and have practice after school all week, so I get a little extra time to rest in a quiet home,.  (And we’ll have some pretty tired kids by the end of the week!)

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Another Day

I haven’t written much lately, mostly because I’m afraid what I write will just come across as complaining.  I typed up my long list of complaints and frustrations and cried as I told my husband all of them.  He suggested I not post the list – lol – (which I was never planning on)  but it sure felt good to write it.

I know I’m struggling with depression.  There’s not much to look forward to, although I do see the end of chemo in sight and am very excited about that!  It’s not easy to get up every morning, not knowing how I’m going to feel and knowing that little things, like moving clothes from the washer to the dryer or untieing my shoes, will hurt.  I struggle to get past that.

I’m trying really hard to limit my time on Facebook (which is such a time waster for me) and instead trying to pick up a book, listen to music, read scripture, etc.

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Encouragement and Community

The word community comes up a lot as I talk with others who are fighting cancer or going through other difficult times in their lives.  It’s encouraging to hear from on-line and in-person friends about the community that supports them day in and day out.  I’ve talked about it briefly before and shared about the book Just Show Up, that I loved (and cried all the way through).  Every day I am thankful for my community (you) that “shows up” for us by praying, calling, texting, emailing, helping in our home, etc.  I can’t imagine being on this journey without you.  It would be so much harder than it already is.

After my very depressing blog post last week, I’ve gathered a few more resources for the times when I am really down and discouraged.  I have verses (with cute flowers around them) ready to go and I have Pandora on multiple devices, ready with worship music, at the click of a button.  This is how I’m going to fight this hopelessness I was feeling last week when it returns.  And no more thinking I don’t need help when Tom’s gone.  I had a back-up plan for this morning, which I didn’t need, dinner being brought by a friend tonight and friends coming to help with the girls after school.  I am ready and Tom is not worrying about us while he’s working!  My community is showing up and I’m so thankful for the help!

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Sometimes I Feel Like I’m on a Roller Coaster

It’s really different not knowing how you are going to feel from one day to the next.  Up and down, up and down . . . like a roller coaster.  When I wake up each morning, I lay there for a minute and see how I feel.  It’s funny to me that I wake up thinking that, but how I feel determines what I’ll be able to do that day.

Unfortunately, my emotions seems to be on a roller coaster as well.  One day I seem to be handling things fine.  The next day (like Thursday), I’m crying every few minutes at everything.

I seriously feel like I’m on a roller coaster and I need to figure out how to get off of it (at least emotionally).  I’m becoming weary, a word I don’t think I’ve ever used in my life up until this point.  It’s different than tired.  It’s this feeling of complete physical and emotional exhaustion with what seems like no end in sight. Maybe even for a time, a feeling of no hope.  I’m going to be on this journey for a while, so somehow I need to figure out how to not let my mood and emotions be based on how I feel (which is easier said than done).  I need to get my hope back.  I know where my hope needs to be and in Whom it needs to be, I’m just failing at keeping that at the forefront of my mind right now.  That’s not easy to admit, but if I’m being honest, that’s where I’m at tonight.

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Hard Days

The week started off good. I was able to manage the pain and help out quite a bit around the house. Tom needed to work a lot this past week because of a new menu tasting he had yesterday (which went really well). So I am thankful for those good days.

Even though the week started off good, Monday afternoon/evening and Tuesday were really hard. Monday night around 6:30, my body said, “Enough is enough,” and I had no choice but to lay down. I’m so thankful Tammy was here to help with the girls.

Tuesday was a hard day and girls did great afterschool, despite me laying down most of the time. Last night was one of those nights I probably should have had help around the house, since Tom had to work in Seattle ’til about 9. But we survived. I think I might have scared our oldest a bit because I was so tired and not feeling well. I even cried for a bit in bed. When Tom got home, she had a lot of questions for him about me.

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Missing My Mom

It’s hard to believe that my Mom has been gone for 14 years.  In some ways it seems like forever.  When she was alive I was married, but working full time with no kids. . . a life that seems so foreign to me now.

With my cancer diagnosis, I wondered how I would be feeling today, the anniversary of her death.  I don’t feel like it’s harder this year, but it’s definitely different.

Each year on this day, I relive the morning in my head.  Hearing my Dad leave for work, walking out of the bedroom at 7:30 am to find my Mom no longer alive, calling my Dad to tell him, calling Tom (who didn’t answer the phone), calling Christina next door who went banging on the windows of our house to tell Tom to call me, hugging and crying with my Aunt Karen, going to Forest Lawn and lots more crying.

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