6 months ago today I got the sucky news that I have cancer. It’s weird how the body keeps track of things. Yesterday I was going through all my pics and posts since I shared and remembering and feeling it all. It was only after awhile that I thought “hmm, I wonder how long it’s been since I found out?”
6 months of endless medical bills. Seriously, endless.
6 months of driving back and forth multiple times a week to the doctor and or hospitals.
6 months of trying to work, do distance learning with 3 kids, and be as present of a Mom and wife as I can be.
6 months of blood draws.
6 months of retelling the story over and over.
6 months of fighting massive fear and anxiety.
6 months of encouraging cards coming to our mailbox at regular intervals.
6 months of notes and gifts for our boys to remind them they are “seen”.
6 months of front porch coffee drop offs.
6 months of meal gift cards and meals being donated or made.
6 months of fundraising to help us pay for the endless bills.
6 months of constant prayer.
6 months of checking in on us.
6 months of the best kind of support anyone could ever hope for.
I (we) could not have made it these past 6 months without you. Thank you for being a part of my story. Thank you for loving us so well and in doing so, showing the love of Christ in a tangible way, a way that I had never known quite like this.
Let’s Keep Kickin’