Thursday, November 26, 2009

November 26, 2004

Five years ago today my little Lauren was diagnosed with cancer. I'll never be able to properly put into words what the past five years have been like, although I know there are many other parents out there that know exactly what I'm talking about.

There are so many things to be thankful for but today, on Thanksgiving Day 2009, I am thankful for God's blessings and Lauren's survivorship. For new found friends and the oldies but goodies. For hospitals, doctors, nurses and cafeteria food in the middle of the night. For radiation and needles and tubes and scalpels. I am even thankful for the times I got to hold Lauren's hair back while she vomited and showered with her because she couldn't wash her own hair. I am thankful that she isn't spending another holiday season in the hospital. I am thankful for each and every day that I have been privledged to be her mommy and I cherish every minute of every bad day because I know some have not been as lucky. I am thankful that Lauren's cancer has been treatable and that she is living her life as she chooses.
Today I am just fully and completely thankful.....


thank·ful (thāngk'fəl)
adj.
Aware and appreciative of a benefit; grateful.
Expressive of gratitude: a thankful smile.
thank'ful·ly adv., thank'ful·ness n.


Sunday, May 31, 2009

Patience

Wow! What a difference a year makes! As I write this today, Lauren has finished her last day of high school and has started the graduation party circuit with her friends and a new love in her life. She has received five scholarships and will be attending Miami University in a few short months. This coming Friday my first born little girl will walk across the stage as an Honors Graduate and a Cancer Survivor!

A few weeks ago Lauren did the usual three week long thyroid cancer testing, including the dreaded low-iodine diet, Thyrogen shots, CT scan, whole body scan, blood work and all the other crappy stuff that comes with it. As always, she is a trooper and manages to push herself through the days when she can barely function from being off her medications. Lauren and I were feeling really good this time, perhaps even letting our guards down a little in hopes that we would hear the words "cancer free" for the first time. Well, it didn't work out for us this time and we drove home in silence after leaving the doctor's office earlier this month. No tears this time, just feelings of anger and frustration, as this was supposed to be the "easy cancer." Her cancer has proven to be stubborn and is just not ready to leave her body just yet. That's okay, she's stubborn too and she'll keep fighting and living her life as it is dealt to her.

I'm confident that we will hear the words "cancer free" together, just as we heard the words "you have cancer" together. Just Lauren and me, the way it's always been. Together in the doctor's office, holding hands, just waiting to hear those two words. We'll wait....we're stubborn that way too.

"Patience is waiting. Not passively waiting. That is laziness. But to keep going when the going is hard and slow-that is patience."

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Deja vu!



dé jà vu   {dey-zhah voo}

1. Psychology. the illusion of having previously experienced something actually being encountered for the first time.
2. disagreeable familiarity or sameness: The new television season had a sense of déjà vu about it—the same old plots and characters with new names.

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Happy Birthday Sweet Baby Girl

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Welcome Baby Easton!



Meet my new nephew Easton Christopher!

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Yes We Did!

Monday, October 6, 2008

Soccer Mom and the Coach

You just gotta love a man that coaches a teenage girls soccer team. On this particular day, my hubby coach needed a little sideline help so I was his girl.




That's me on the right watching my hubby coach give a little pep talk.




Look at him! He's so focused.




Hey! No pointing fingers. The parents are watching!




Honey, please don't yell at the girls. You might hurt their feelings.




Oh no! Playing in the grass is not a good sign. Better luck next week Coach!

Friday, October 3, 2008

Friday Foto Finish

Welcome to my little corner of the world. I wish I could make this stuff up.


Sunday, September 28, 2008

Say what?


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Friday, September 19, 2008

Friday Foto Finish

It's been a crazy week here in Mayberry.









Enough said!

Friday, September 12, 2008

Do it for Stephanie




Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Welcome back, Lance!



"I am happy to announce that after talking with my children, my family and my closest friends, I have decided to return to professional cycling in order to raise awareness of the global cancer burden," the 36-year-old Armstrong said in a statement released to The Associated Press. "This year alone, nearly eight million people will die of cancer worldwide. ... It's now time to address cancer on a global level." ~Lance Armstrong

I am a happy woman!

Monday, September 8, 2008

Feeling invisible?

Friday, September 5, 2008

Stand Up To Cancer




We used to have such crazy dreams.
The kind of dreams that brought us together, made us not mere mortals, but a movement.

We used to dream we'd get to the moon.
And we were crazy enough, fanatical enough, relentless enough, to get there.

We dreamed we'd split the atom.
Make smallpox and polio whispers from forgotten history books.
Make technology infinite, individual.
Connect the world.

All the unbelievable and the impossible,
all the can't do and the never will, we overwhelmed them, we overpowered them, we conquered them.
They said no and we, well,
We said yes.
We stood up.
We stood up and changed the world.

Stand up when everybody else sits down
Stand up when it's easier to turn away
Stand up for everyone who can't rise anymore

When the answer seems impossible, stand up
When the dream is right within our reach, stand up
When the powerful refuse your call, stand up

The moment is now and the time has come to stand up.
One out of every two men
One out of every three women
will face these diseases we call cancer.

Our sisters, our brothers, our fathers, our mothers,
our husbands, our wives, our children.
Our very best friends and those we've yet to meet.

One person every minute, one person in a moment gets lost, gets stolen, gets taken away.

We are a tapestry of lives touched and brought together by a terrorist we can actually find. And in the time it's taken to read this, three more Americans have died.

Unforgivable.

This is where the end of cancer begins.

When together we become a force unmistakable.
A movement undeniable.
A light that cannot dim.

When we take our wild impossible dreams
And make them possible
Make them true

When together we rise as one
When we stand up
When we Stand Up To Cancer.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

September is Thyroid Cancer Awareness Month

Check your neck! Go ahead, just do it!


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Monday, August 25, 2008

Miss Thing's Last First Day of School

I blinked. This is what happens when you blink. One day your baby is in kindergarten and the next day she is a Senior in High School. When the heck did that happen? Just seems like yesterday when I took her to the first day of kindergarten with her Barney lunchbox and Mimi & Papa in tow. Papa was a nervous wreck and made sure he introduced himself to the teacher and made sure his Winkie had a good seat in the classroom. He even walked around the school introducing himself to anyone that would stop, making sure everyone knew that his granddaughter was in their school now. What I wouldn't give to have that day back again.

First day of 12th grade


Kindergarten 1996

Class of 2009


Thursday, August 21, 2008

Me Me Me

I've been tagged...

I am... a die hard Texan
I think...I need another vacation
I know...a lot about nothing
I want... for nothing
I have... the best kids ever
I wish... time would stand still for awhile
I hate...when the phone rings, dirty dishes in the morning and bad news
I miss... my daddy, being 16, bottles and diapers, line dancing and long Texas summers at the lake
I fear... fires, drowning, getting lost, the unknown and the boogie man
I feel... loved, lost, bent but not broken
I hear... the shower running, country music
I smell... Jambalaya, Febreze
I search... for answers to many, many questions
I wonder... what I will be when I grow up, what could have been and what will be
I regret... way too many things
I love... my life as a mommy and a wife
I care... what you think
I always... return emails
I am not... extroverted
I believe... there will be a cure for cancer someday
I dance... in stores to embarrass my kids
I sing...loud on the treadmill
I don't always...say the right thing but I mean what I say
I write... about whatever is on my mind
I win... most of my battles
I lose... my mind on a regular basis
I never... say never
I listen... to my mother most of the time
I can usually be found... in my office
I'm scared of... thunderstorms, robbers, fast cars, dying
I read...blogs and biographies
I forget...to stop and smell the roses
I just... wanna be me
I worry...about everything
I am happy about... school starting on Monday!

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Gun-Toting Teachers OK in Texas

(FOX News)-A tiny Texas school district may be the first in the nation to pass a law specifically allowing teachers and staff to pack heat when classes begin later this month.

Trustees at the Harrold Independent School District approved a district policy change last October so employees can carry concealed firearms to deter and protect against school shootings, provided the gun-toting teachers follow certain requirements. Superintendent David Thweatt told FOXNews.com the policy was initiated because of safety concerns.

"We have had employees assaulted before by people in the last several years," Thweatt said. "I think that safety is big concern. We are seeing a lot of anger in society." He wouldn't comment further on the nature of the assaults. The Texas superintendent linked gun-free zones with the uprising of school shootings in recent years. "When you make schools gun-free zones, it's like inviting people to come in and take advantage," Thweatt told FOXNews.com.

In order for teachers and staff to carry a pistol, they must have a Texas license to carry a concealed handgun; must be authorized to carry by the district; must receive training in crisis management and hostile situations and must use ammunition that is designed to minimize the risk of ricochet in school halls.

Thweatt said the small community is a 30-minute drive from the sheriff's office, leaving students and teachers without protection. He said the district's lone campus sits 500 feet from heavily trafficked U.S. 287, which could make it a target.

The kindergarten through 12th grade school district is home to 110 students. Thweatt said officials researched the policy and considered other options for about a year before approving the policy change. He said the district also has various other security measures in place to prevent a school shooting.

"The naysayers think [a shooting] won't happen here," Thweatt said. "If something were to happen here, I'd much rather be calling a parent to tell them that their child is OK because we were able to protect them."

He told FOXNews.com he doesn't think students will think twice about the new policy. "I hope they forget all about it," he said. "We want them to pay attention [to their school work]." Texas law outlaws firearms on school campuses "unless pursuant to the written regulations or written authorization of the institution."

While the district's plan shot them into the national spotlight, carrying guns to school is nothing new some states. In Utah, the law allows anyone with a permit to carry a gun in public schools and state institutions of higher education. It was unclear how many of the 50 or so teachers and staff members will be armed this fall because Thweatt did not disclose that information, to keep it from students or potential attackers.

I say hell yeah! Don't mess with Texas (kids)!



Friday, August 15, 2008

Friday Foto Finish



Lauren and I found this butterfly in our yard and as you can see, it has a broken wing. It was trying so hard to fly away, but just couldn't do it. We even tried to give it a little help, but the poor thing just wouldn't fly away. This was the butterfly's last day of life, as we found it lifeless in our driveway the next morning.

This picture means a lot to me. The butterfly is a symbol of Thyroid Cancer. Lauren is a survivor and wears her LiveStrong bracelet everyday as a reminder. Today she was holding life in her hands, not knowing this would be the butterfly's last day alive.


"We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it's forever." ~Carl Sagan

Friday, August 8, 2008

I'm beginning to wonder...


Do all men cheat?

WASHINGTON (Aug. 8) -- Former Democratic presidential candidate John Edwards on Friday admitted to an extramarital affair while his wife was battling cancer. He denied fathering the woman's daughter. Edwards told ABC News that he lied repeatedly about the affair with 42-year-old Rielle Hunter but said that he didn't love her.

He said he has not taken a paternity test but knows he isn't the father because of the timing of the affair and the birth.

A former Edwards campaign staffer claims he is the father, not Edwards.
Hunter's daughter, Frances Quinn Hunter, was born on Feb. 27, 2008, and no father's name is given on the birth certificate filed in California.

The National Enquirer first reported on the affair in October 2007, and Edwards denied it. "The story is false," he told reporters. "It's completely untrue, ridiculous."

The Enquirer carried another story last month, stating that its reporters had accosted Edwards in a Los Angeles hotel where he had met with Hunter after her child's birth. Edwards called it "tabloid trash," but he generally avoided reporters' inquiries, as did his former top aides.

Are you freakin' kidding me right now? Elizabeth Edwards has been victimized twice, once by cancer and once by her husband. Time to go hide under a rock Mr. Edwards.

I'm betting that the kid is his. What do you think?