Offering hope to those on the path behind me

Category: Stage 4 Thriver (Page 2 of 4)

How are you feeling?

How are you feeling?

I get asked that a lot.

If I’m being honest, I feel:

  • Angry
  • Blessed
  • Cheated
  • Determined
  • Exhausted, emotionally and physically
  • Frayed
  • Guilty
  • Hopeful
  • Inspirational
  • Jaded
  • Knowledgeable
  • Loved
  • Maternal
  • Needy
  • Optimistic
  • Pessimistic
  • Queasy
  • Reassuring
  • Sentimental
  • Terrified and Thankful
  • Useless
  • Vulnerable
  • Warriorlike
  • Xenodochial (learned a new word today – friendly to strangers)
  • Yucky
  • Zero

It has been 11 weeks since my husband was diagnosed with cancer. And I still don’t have the answer to the question

How are you feeling

I think that is because it depends on the time of day, the day of the week, and generally what has been going on that day.

There are definitely times when I feel optimistic about the treatment and the potential for beating this nasty disease. I mean, I have been fighting this thing for 12 years. If I can do it, so can he.

Then there are times when I look at the Christmas tree and hope that Christmas will be a joyful experience for all of us this year. Not knowing what the future holds.

There are days when I put on the armor and am ready to fight, and there are days when I am physically and mentally exhausted and think “I just need to make it til bedtime so I can start fresh tomorrow.”

There are days that I just don’t know what I’m supposed to feel, so I just feel zero, zilch, nothing. That’s probably not completely true, because even on the worrisome, exhausted, angry days I still have Love and Admiration for the man I call my husband.

We are in this fight together. We have good days and we have bad. But we have each other to get us through and give us a reason to make it to tomorrow when we can have a renewed sense of hope.

At the end of each day, before I finally fall asleep, I thank God for all He has given us. A good marriage, two beautiful daughters, love, laughter and friendship. I feel BLESSED.

I just ordered the ‘Thankful Heart Gratitude Journal’  from FitlikeFlint.com and I am excited to give them as Christmas gifts. Because remembering the little things that make us grateful makes you and the person you are writing about feel Blessed.

I need a Goal

It has been 10 days since my last post (4 Things I learned during my 31 day writing challenge). That almost sounds like a confession. I guess it is. I confess I have not been focused since the 31 day challenge ended.

Today I realized that I did not include the most important thing that I learned during the challenge. Or maybe, I just figured it out and therefore didn’t include it because I didn’t know yet.

During the 31 day challenge, I wrote everyday. I committed to the writing and even though I was the only one holding myself accountable, I was able to accomplish the feat even when life threw curve balls at me and my family.

Having not written or posted for the last 10 days made me realize that a tangible, defined goal is what I need. Call it motivation. Call it accountability, or simply call it a goal.

So today I set a new goal. And I hope that you will hold me accountable.

I will continue to tell my story (I don’t want to say finish, since I am still here and kicking) and get you caught up to the current state of my health by the end of January (hopefully sooner, but with doctor’s appointments and the holidays, I am giving myself some grace).  I will post a new part of the story each week. Along with my story, I will introduce you to my husband and include his story, making the whole thing now Our Story.

If you just joined me on the 31 day challenge, welcome to My Story, Our Story.

Is there something that you want to do but haven’t set a goal? What is holding you back?

 

Don’t let Worry steal your Future

Last Sunday the sermon was about worry.  The preacher mentioned that there were studies that indicate that worry is a sign of intelligence. This post on Huffington Post, cites a study that found a relationship between worrying and verbal intelligence.

I admit I have been a worrier in the past. (I’m not trying to suggest that my verbal intelligence is high). But honestly, that was before I was diagnosed with cancer the second time. I guess I didn’t learn my lesson well enough the first time, so maybe I am an anomaly to the intelligence/worry correlation.

In 2010 when I got the news that my cancer had metastasized, I will admit I was worried and scared.

Scared for what that meant for my family. What would happen to them if I wasn’t around. After all, my kids were in middle school and high school. This might be too much for them to handle.

As happens when you get that kind of news, you go straight into fight mode. You find out what the test results are and you talk to you doctors to find out what the next course of action is. (You can read more about how this journey started by reading My Story and following along).

Since I wasn’t able to work during this time around due to physical issues, I felt isolated. Some wonderful friends talked me into joining a bible study at our church to help get me out of the house.

This was when the change started to take place. I participated in a bible study group for several months, and then found another class that was a more in depth study.

The small group (less than 15) and the daily reading and learning slowly began to change my outlook.

I began to understand that I could not change the fact that I have cancer. The best I could do, for me, for my family and for my health was to live life without worrying every day.

Easy?

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It’s Like that game…

Do you remember the game Perfection?

It was one of my favorites as a kid. I was pretty good at it. There were about 25 pieces that you had to put into the correct holes in the board. Even though you played against other players, you were really playing against the clock. There was a 60 second timer. If you didn’t get the pieces in the correct holes and the timer went off, the board popped up and spit the pieces in the air.

TimerIt always seemed like the timer got louder and louder as it counted down to Zero.

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It’s 2015 and there is no Hoverboard….

This morning I sit here in a quiet house wondering how time has gone by so quickly.

My youngest daughter started her senior year of high school this morning and I can’t help but wonder what I would tell my younger self to do differently.

 

In the midst of young children, work, school, church, mortgages, bills and trying to get by we can get caught up in the distractions. I pray that my children do not think that I pushed them aside as a distraction, but instead did not let the other distractions take too much time away from them.

I am extremely proud of both of my daughters. They are smart, funny, beautiful and love God and life. I think my husband and I did a pretty good job.

But still I wonder.. “Could I have done better?” and if so, what?

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