As I put on my tennis shoes I could feel the excitement of warm
temperatures and the sun on my face and feeling the familiar breeze blow
through my soul. Out the door and the
dogs are so excited to be headed down the familiar pavement. I put my ear buds in, tune my music to David
Phelps whose words and music have been talking to my spirit. My eyes saw the same familiar land marks;
houses, buildings, signs, mailboxes, even bushes and trees remained the
same. Yet I felt the need to document
that. I had to take a picture, for
myself, so I could look back on this day and say I enjoyed it. I lived it, every second of it. That is pretty much the way I am looking at
life right now. Last year at this time
the day approached and I celebrated within.
I remembered the life that was there and that was enough. The boxes from his office are still stacked
up where Gladys brought them. Last Feb I
decided to go through all that stuff.
That’s when I found the passage from the Purpose Driven Life, by Rick
Warren.
temperatures and the sun on my face and feeling the familiar breeze blow
through my soul. Out the door and the
dogs are so excited to be headed down the familiar pavement. I put my ear buds in, tune my music to David
Phelps whose words and music have been talking to my spirit. My eyes saw the same familiar land marks;
houses, buildings, signs, mailboxes, even bushes and trees remained the
same. Yet I felt the need to document
that. I had to take a picture, for
myself, so I could look back on this day and say I enjoyed it. I lived it, every second of it. That is pretty much the way I am looking at
life right now. Last year at this time
the day approached and I celebrated within.
I remembered the life that was there and that was enough. The boxes from his office are still stacked
up where Gladys brought them. Last Feb I
decided to go through all that stuff.
That’s when I found the passage from the Purpose Driven Life, by Rick
Warren.
Happy Moments-Praise
God
God
Difficult
Moments-Seek God
Moments-Seek God
Quiet Moments-Worship
God
God
Painful Moments-Trust
God
God
Every Moment-Thank
God
God
Right there in his planner where he had jotted it down. Needless to say that was a painful moment-trust God! And that was enough. I shut the book, left the boxes and there
they still sit. It’s been another
year. Maybe I will revisit those
boxes. Make it an annual event. I have no doubt he has more to tell me. I
need more of those quiet moments-
worship God. So that was last year. Let’s see, 2 years ago at this time Feb 2012,
he had a birthday celebration, 49. So
young. He felt good. He smiled.
He laughed. He loved. He lived.
He grabbed life with all his strength and all his might. He held as tightly as he could and many tried
to help him hold on but it wasn’t enough.
The idea of being cancer free is one of those things that you have to
snatch and celebrate to the fullest because you just don’t know how long it
will last. But that is true with all of life.
You wake up to a happy family, kids, wife, husband, jobs, health, and in
an instant, a blink of an eye it’s gone.
A car wreck, loss of job that devastates a family causing depression or
even suicide, happens instantly. Divorce
happens when you least expect it, your spouse is loving one day but maybe dying
on the inside, but do you notice? Life
is busy, I know, but you have to take time to nurture the things that are
important to you and the most important things are relationships. If you have someone that is willing to stick
with you, trudge through the weeds, briars, muck, treat them with
tenderness. Love them and most of all
forgive them because in life we are going to mess up. That’s a given. That would be a difficult time-seek God.
they still sit. It’s been another
year. Maybe I will revisit those
boxes. Make it an annual event. I have no doubt he has more to tell me. I
need more of those quiet moments-
worship God. So that was last year. Let’s see, 2 years ago at this time Feb 2012,
he had a birthday celebration, 49. So
young. He felt good. He smiled.
He laughed. He loved. He lived.
He grabbed life with all his strength and all his might. He held as tightly as he could and many tried
to help him hold on but it wasn’t enough.
The idea of being cancer free is one of those things that you have to
snatch and celebrate to the fullest because you just don’t know how long it
will last. But that is true with all of life.
You wake up to a happy family, kids, wife, husband, jobs, health, and in
an instant, a blink of an eye it’s gone.
A car wreck, loss of job that devastates a family causing depression or
even suicide, happens instantly. Divorce
happens when you least expect it, your spouse is loving one day but maybe dying
on the inside, but do you notice? Life
is busy, I know, but you have to take time to nurture the things that are
important to you and the most important things are relationships. If you have someone that is willing to stick
with you, trudge through the weeds, briars, muck, treat them with
tenderness. Love them and most of all
forgive them because in life we are going to mess up. That’s a given. That would be a difficult time-seek God.
After that birthday celebration 2 years ago we went back to
UVA for just a “routine” CT scan. Well
when you have had cancer, nothing is ever routine. There of course was an enlarged lymph node
right smack dab in the middle of his chest.
But you know when they say stuff like that it just doesn’t sink in. Even being a nurse and dissecting everything
when you sit in that room and you feel good and it’s routine, it’s like
really? Nah! Let’s repeat it! But no, that was our worst fear. In the lungs and after having surgeries, radiation,
and chemo you think he would give up and say, OK I’m done. But that wasn’t who he was. He always had hope. Even when there was no
hope for healing he had hope in Christ Jesus. And he was OK with it all. He had the hope and promise that, yes, we
would be together again. In
eternity. That will be my happy moment-praise God. As I walked and thought of all these things,
the different avenues that life takes each of us, I decided I had to celebrate
his life. The 49 years he was here he
touched so many lives. Most of all
mine. I completed my walk and as I
stopped at the mailbox to see what treasures awaited me I could feel a catch in
my throat as I saw the envelope on top, Addressed only to me from WVU. As I looked at the envelope with only my name
on it many thoughts went through my mind.
I knew this day was going to come, Emily’s White Coat Ceremony. I knew I was getting an invitation in the
mail, but what I didn’t know was how I was going to feel simply seeing it in
the mailbox. Danny and I started many
things in life; some we finished some we didn’t. Our kids were all mid stream when he
left. But he laid the ground work, left
the instructions; Just the same as when my mom and dad left me four years
ago. Because I felt like I was in mid stream. I wasn’t done with mommy and all of her
knowledge of children and daddy’s life wisdom.
But they left instructions. I
refer to the manual. The Bible they read
and followed with their life. The same
manual Danny left. As I opened that invitation
at the edge of the road on this very sunny beautiful almost spring day I
cried. Tears because life hurts. Tears because Emily wasn’t going to be able
to have her daddy there cheering her on.
Tears because this is one of those BIG things we started but didn’t get
to finish. Tears because I realized this
was the first major thing we were having without him. Tears for the things that would come and he
won’t be there to share. Tanner’s
graduation, Jacob’s graduation, grandchildren.
All things we started but would not get to finish with him…here on
earth; Tanners wedding, Jacobs’s first love…growing old together. As I looked to the Heavens the sky was so
blue, the sun on my face dried my tears and was so warm. I was reminded God always keeps his promises. The only thing missing was my rainbow! But just as I know God finishes what He
starts so I will finish what Danny and I started…our family. As we move on and grow we will carry him in
our hearts, our smiles, our big events, like graduations, marriages,
grandchildren; but also we will carry him in our small events, our daily
events. Every morning when I get out of
bed, there he is. When I see a child
there he is. When I watch a football
game he’s there. When I go to the
grocery store and walk down the aisle of peanut butter or Kraft Macaroni and
cheese, he is there! You can’t love
someone and mourn them forever. I know
he’s in a better place and I can’t wait to see his face! Then hear him say what took you so long? So no more do I mourn, but rejoice and
celebrate what he was. I want to
celebrate who he was. He lived quietly
touching the hearts and lives of many, but mostly mine and our children. I know we will finish everything we
started. We will finish the same race
that he ran. But right now, we are
looking at our manual, getting out our instruction book and digging our heels
in. We still have work to do and I am
reminded tonight of a verse that has inspired me, helped me, and has helped me
to help others. A burden shared is a
burden lifted.
UVA for just a “routine” CT scan. Well
when you have had cancer, nothing is ever routine. There of course was an enlarged lymph node
right smack dab in the middle of his chest.
But you know when they say stuff like that it just doesn’t sink in. Even being a nurse and dissecting everything
when you sit in that room and you feel good and it’s routine, it’s like
really? Nah! Let’s repeat it! But no, that was our worst fear. In the lungs and after having surgeries, radiation,
and chemo you think he would give up and say, OK I’m done. But that wasn’t who he was. He always had hope. Even when there was no
hope for healing he had hope in Christ Jesus. And he was OK with it all. He had the hope and promise that, yes, we
would be together again. In
eternity. That will be my happy moment-praise God. As I walked and thought of all these things,
the different avenues that life takes each of us, I decided I had to celebrate
his life. The 49 years he was here he
touched so many lives. Most of all
mine. I completed my walk and as I
stopped at the mailbox to see what treasures awaited me I could feel a catch in
my throat as I saw the envelope on top, Addressed only to me from WVU. As I looked at the envelope with only my name
on it many thoughts went through my mind.
I knew this day was going to come, Emily’s White Coat Ceremony. I knew I was getting an invitation in the
mail, but what I didn’t know was how I was going to feel simply seeing it in
the mailbox. Danny and I started many
things in life; some we finished some we didn’t. Our kids were all mid stream when he
left. But he laid the ground work, left
the instructions; Just the same as when my mom and dad left me four years
ago. Because I felt like I was in mid stream. I wasn’t done with mommy and all of her
knowledge of children and daddy’s life wisdom.
But they left instructions. I
refer to the manual. The Bible they read
and followed with their life. The same
manual Danny left. As I opened that invitation
at the edge of the road on this very sunny beautiful almost spring day I
cried. Tears because life hurts. Tears because Emily wasn’t going to be able
to have her daddy there cheering her on.
Tears because this is one of those BIG things we started but didn’t get
to finish. Tears because I realized this
was the first major thing we were having without him. Tears for the things that would come and he
won’t be there to share. Tanner’s
graduation, Jacob’s graduation, grandchildren.
All things we started but would not get to finish with him…here on
earth; Tanners wedding, Jacobs’s first love…growing old together. As I looked to the Heavens the sky was so
blue, the sun on my face dried my tears and was so warm. I was reminded God always keeps his promises. The only thing missing was my rainbow! But just as I know God finishes what He
starts so I will finish what Danny and I started…our family. As we move on and grow we will carry him in
our hearts, our smiles, our big events, like graduations, marriages,
grandchildren; but also we will carry him in our small events, our daily
events. Every morning when I get out of
bed, there he is. When I see a child
there he is. When I watch a football
game he’s there. When I go to the
grocery store and walk down the aisle of peanut butter or Kraft Macaroni and
cheese, he is there! You can’t love
someone and mourn them forever. I know
he’s in a better place and I can’t wait to see his face! Then hear him say what took you so long? So no more do I mourn, but rejoice and
celebrate what he was. I want to
celebrate who he was. He lived quietly
touching the hearts and lives of many, but mostly mine and our children. I know we will finish everything we
started. We will finish the same race
that he ran. But right now, we are
looking at our manual, getting out our instruction book and digging our heels
in. We still have work to do and I am
reminded tonight of a verse that has inspired me, helped me, and has helped me
to help others. A burden shared is a
burden lifted.
Galatians 6:2
Carry each other’s
burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.
burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.
And that is what you my friends and family have done for
us. With every encouraging word, every
smile every tear you have cried with us, every time you remember Danny I want
you to remember his love for life and his family and his God! And that will be every moment-Thank God.
us. With every encouraging word, every
smile every tear you have cried with us, every time you remember Danny I want
you to remember his love for life and his family and his God! And that will be every moment-Thank God.
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