Love so amazing

My amazing husband. He is my rock on this island we call life. I am thrilled to say it looks like I will have him for a bit longer. So, we can go dancing through the mine field, sailing in the storm. It has been harder than we ever dreamed, but that is what the promises are for. (I am quoting part from a Christian Song we have heard on the Message Station on Sirius Radio).

The Lord must know that I have no desire to travel this life without my life mate. He has heard my prayers (and yours), He is responding to the cry of my heart. It doesn't look like heaven will be getting a new citizen anytime soon, and that is okay by me.

Happy 57th birthday to my sweetheart. I love you so much!

Baby Bugs

Oh, the wonderful things that children say. Lady Bugs are "baby bugs", Sponge Bob Square Pants is "Ponge Bob Pare Pants". When Naomi is over it is, "Mimi" this and "Mimi" that. I love being a Mimi. I love having the love of this young lady. How can a heart be sad with a love like this?

Going back to work!

As I prepare to return to work full time I am full of anxiety, yet excited at the same time. I love my job, I love the company and the people I work with. I have been blessed to work there for 12 years now.

What I am anxious about is keeping my composure during stressful times, which can be bountiful at my job. I pray and pray that I can have peace and patience, keeping myself calm and not overreacting to all the little (and big) issues that arise during each day. (Customer service is not the easiest part of my job; is actually my least favorite part). I find myself wondering why people fall apart over something that can be fixed with a click or two of my mouse, or the snap of a camera...(we take school pictures). I fight the urge to ask an upset customer if they or someone they love is fighting a serious, or life threatening illness. Are you facing the fact that your loved one may no longer be part of your life, or are you upset over something as small as a missing portrait package.? Keep it all in perspective. If little Janie's eyes are closed in her photo, it is not the end of the world. Kiss her cheeks, tell her you love her, and get another photo taken. If a missing portrait package is the worst thing that happens in your life, count yourself as very blessed.

I had read an e-mail a while back that had a signature line that said: Be extra nice, you never know what battle someone is going through. That has had a lasting impression on me.

I pray that the constant "hologram" of my fear, sorrow and worry will not affect the way I go about my day. May I be aware of the battles, fear and sorrow of my fellow men and women I encounter each day. May I be a blessing to all I meet in person and on the phone.

I am blessed beyond all comprehension and may all the glory go to God, who reigns forever and ever.

Kicking and screaming...

I am new to this "blogging" fad. Or is it really a fad? Could be it is a pre-cursor to the new communication means of our future. Less face to face, but hopefully still lots of heart to heart.

My husband of 30 years, Jaye, has been fighting a fight against cancer since November of 2007. Considering the prognosis only gave him a 14% chance to be alive in 2008, he is doing pretty darn good.

The emotions of the last 2 1/2 years have been such a rollercoaster ride. It is amazing that we can even stand on our own two feet. The prayers of the saints, the love of family and friends, have been our strong tower. The love of the Lord, and the strength of His power, has been our fortress.

There are not enough words, or should I say adequate words, to convey the struggle, the joy, the hope of our journey. Actually, our journies. Jaye and I have each had our road through this journey. Sometimes straight uphill, sometimes a windy dark road at night. Fortunately we have yet to be on a super dark road at the same time : ).

The latest news is that the cancer is back in his right adrenal gland - his current treatment has no longer been fighting the cancer. Hope is not lost (or ever will be). A new clinical trial, if it is in God's plan, will be started soon. Each day is a gift!

Jaye's motto from the start has been "kicking and screaming". Meaning, he won't go down without a fight. He has been an inspiration to many, and he has a story to tell.

Our heart, thoughts and prayers are with our friends and family that are fighting cancer, that have loved ones that are fighting cancer. And, of course, with those who have lost the fight, though I do not like to use the word "lost".

Hopefully my grammar and punctuation are not a mess. It has been a long time since I was a grade A english student in school.

Blessings to all and glory to God.