Thursday, October 22, 2009

One More Down, One to Go!

I had another round of chemotherapy yesterday and this one was a little tougher. My body is doing its best and fighting hard against this chemical, but the chemical is doing what it is supposed to be doing and as such it knocks me back a bit, so I am just going to hang in there.

On a sad note, I received a couple phone calls this morning, neither of which helped me from yesterday. While sitting in chemo, another man that I've seen there each time was told he was terminal. It was all I could do to keep from crying because I watched the hope fade from his eyes and it deeply saddened me. I just wanted to hug him. I can tell you just from what I myself have been through that hope is the one thing we hold onto. I cannot grasp someone taking that from me. But I saw it in him as he said he wanted to go home. That I understood.

One phone call was to let me know about one of my very special (favorite) volunteers at the PD, Don. A few months ago, he was diagnosed as having a terminal cancer but he's been up and going since, almost as if he were fine, just a little more tired. He even wanted to come back and continue volunteering which we of course would have embraced. He died around 0400 this morning. Again, my heart ached. An absolute joy of a person that I adored. And his wife, well they were best friends for many many years and they have grown children. Today, I write for him. I will miss you my friend. Thank you for sharing your family and your friendship. Via Condios.

The other call was because a co-worker's wife who had been ill for some time had also passed. In her case, I think it was divine intervention. That family has endured great heartache throughout her illness. But, it does not take away from the fact that it was a woman, a wife, a mother, a loved person, who will be greatly missed by many. May she too rest in peace.

And finally, a little 7 year old girl named Somer Thompson was abducted from Orange County, FL and found of all places, in a landfill. What kind of a monster take the life of an innocent child? This is just so wrong on so many levels. The scary part is that many little girls and young women have gone missing here in the last few years, none with good turnouts.

As you can probably tell, my heart is a little heavy today, but I know that God is in charge here, not me. It is my position to trust in him, whatever it is, and just let God do his job. Therefore, I must believe that these men, this woman, and this child are now being carefully held in HIS arms and will have an eternal future in heaven. This is what I hope. Have a blessed day and be thankful for each moment you have.


  1. My heart is just aching today!

    But I must tell you that your your Angel is still watching over you every minute and each hour of every day.

  2. Thank you, yes she is and I don't forget that - well, maybe just a little during chemo brain moments... :) but it always comes back to me how lucky I am to have friends and family watching over me.

  3. I am sorry for your loss, it is tough to keep hope when all around you loose theirs.

    One other way to look at it is that there is now another angel in heaven that loves you and chooses to look after you. Oh and will put in a good word to the big Guy to keep you here on earth!

  4. I'm sorry for the losses in your life. And, I'm sorry the chemo is starting to get to you - hope you can make it through without too much trail.

  5. There are no words to comfort another when that person has lost someone they care about / love. All I know to say is they are in a better place now. I heard the news about the little girl and to just think about it makes me sick to my stomach and I choke back tears. It's against the course of nature for a parent to lose a child and against all good for someone to take a child (or any person) and put them through things we can't even imagine is humanly possible.

    Congrats on your walk. I'm so very proud of you "R". Just remember, when things get you down, talk to the big man upstairs, talk to your mother, just talk, write, call a friend - whatever you know will make you mentally feel a little better.

    Love you bunches,