Wait (it’s Not Always Easy)

After Pedro’s stem cell transplant, we settled in to wait. Wait for the stem cells to race to repair all that the chemo had killed. Wait for the doctors to discharge Pedro from the hospital. Wait for the release to return home to Montana. Unfortunately, I had to wait in… Read more“Wait (it’s Not Always Easy)”

Hope (and the Inspire Me Mondays Link Up)

Hope smells like rotting grapefruits. I’d smelled it before, as Pedro and I shuffled around Elven Long on our daily exercise laps. The first time I smelled it, I joked with him, “It stinks just like the gymnasium did when you guys sold fruit last year!” He looked at me… Read more“Hope (and the Inspire Me Mondays Link Up)”

Spoke

Angels work in cancer wards. I’m sure of it. Ok, maybe not literal angels, but certainly humans who have a close connection to their Savior. How else could they show up for work each day with a smile and word of encouragement for the desperately ill on the cancer front?… Read more“Spoke”

Lavish

We celebrated our most lavish Christmas three days early, and I can’t even remember where we were on Christmas Day. I don’t remember what we gave as presents. But presents didn’t make our Christmas lavish. Presence did. Pedro spent ten glorious days at home with our girls—and the present of… Read more“Lavish”

Long

Remission. The word conjured up hope, impatience and longing. I hoped that the remission would stick (unlike last time). I wanted the procedure to start yesterday, thank you very much. And I longed to have Pedro home again where he could recover surrounded by everyone who loved him. The doctors… Read more“Long”

Troubled

After my spelling lesson from God, I arrived at the hospital to make a difficult decision with Pedro—one that it turns out we didn’t actually have to make. But a worse trouble awaited us. After another round of chemo, Pedro contracted a fungal yeast infection in his blood. With no… Read more“Troubled”

Mourn

My cell phone rang in the middle of a team parent’s meeting at Laura’s gymnastics class. Pedro’s voice sounded worse, but I wasn’t sure if it was because of his facial paralysis or because he really was worse. “I’m back in the hospital.” I breathed deeply and gripped the phone…. Read more“Mourn”

Dance

The blue sky simmered overhead and a gentle breeze twisted the golden leaves in a graceful dance. Sarah and I revved our motorcycles and headed carefully up dirt road towards Bear Creek. It was a first. The first time I’d taken the motorcycles out without Pedro. The first time Sarah… Read more“Dance”

Quick (and the Inspire Me Mondays Link Up)

Welcome to Inspire Me Mondays! Here’s my contribution–I’m on Day 13 of the #write31days challenge issued by The Nester. “But Jesus was quick to comfort them. “Courage, it’s me. Don’t be afraid.” (Matthew 14:27 NIV) Tubes sprouted from Pedro like a crazy hamster maze. A team of nurses moved quietly… Read more“Quick (and the Inspire Me Mondays Link Up)”

Despair

Hymn and Him Take My hand, child It feels so dark I cannot see Hold out your heavenly hankie, Father Wipe away my tears If that’s not in your plan because I Need to shed them, then Comfort all my Fears. I cling to simple facts Your Son died for… Read more“Despair”