Thursday, June 4, 2015

When we act cancer free.

"Mom, Is Dad going to die?" asked Lucy. 

We've tried to be careful with talks of cancer, treatment, and messed up heads, but as careful as we've tried to be little ears hear. I think they listen more carefully when you whisper. My memaw always said, "If you want people to hear you- just whisper." Off subject but maybe I will just start whispering directions to the kids so they will hear me and not tune out the mom voice. 

Lucy knew Jonathan had surgery. I brought the kids to the hospital before his surgery. They were scared of all the wires and tubes.  When Jonathan got home from the hospital he was resting in bed, Lucy went in to check on him. She asked him what had happened. He said, "Don't worry they just took all the crazy out, Lu." Then he proceeded to stand up, shrug his shoulders and chase her while yelling, "Not just the crazy, they took my brains out..." (pain meds + streiods + my already crazy husband= a fun time)

With all the family in town, meals being delivered, conversations above her head, mom driving dad every where, mom caring for dad instead of school functions, and the countless dr. appointments, she knew something was up. 

So yesterday we talked while I pushed her on a swing. Dad had some bad stuff in his head that wasn't suppose to be there. They took it all out during surgery. Now he has to go to the dr. and have a treatment done. He gets to wear a cool mask and they shine something like a flashlight (you explain radiation) on his head to kill off other bad things that might or might not be in his head. He might lose his hair. "Is he going to wear a hat? Mom, I have one more question. Can I have a popsicle?" 

We left it at that. 

I don't want our kids to try to take on the stress of this. I want Henry to be 3 and I want to Lucy to be 6. This is too much weight for their little baby shoulders. But by telling them we also were able to have the conversation about how Mommy and Daddy don't have to be worry. We know that God is bigger than any of our problems and Jesus can handle anything for us. All we have to do is pray and ask him to handle our burdens. My friend Pam sent me a text that said, "I love you. I know this is hard but you are quite a strong lady and Jesus is even stronger. Cast your cares on Him today. He can squat anything." True Story. True Story. 

When we aren't talking about Cancer we are acting normal. 

We are actually the weirdest people ever....

Lucy and Henry spying on our neighbors. 
 Playing Cards with Aunt Emily.
 Visiting friends and their newborns.
 Getting ready for church.

 Going to birthday parties.
 Splashpad fun.
 Splashpad fun with kids.
 Splashpad fun with friends.


 These boys... They might know how to look at a camera but they know how to be besties.
 Decades day at school.
 When we weren't being entertained by elementary kids, we were entertained by Henry.

 Who licked the wall....
 Thriller for the 80's.
 We are the world. I almost cried.
 Lucy getting ready to sing. (Back row, 2nd kid)





God is bigger than this and Jesus can fix-it. 

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