Most of you out there in blogland also follow me on Twitter or Facebook so you probably already know why this blog has sat dorment for a month. The rest of you, maybe sponsors I’ve just started building relationships with or new readers should understand this isn’t typical at all.
Here’s the recap of the last month:
On the way there, my sister called me concerned with my mom’s health.
April 16th: My dad’s birthday, mom was hospitalized. I was still at the conference.
April 20th: Doctors find a 5cm brain tumor in mom.
April 24th: My parent’s 39th wedding anniversary, mom has brain surgery. Doctors diagnose her with Diffuse Large B-cell Lymphoma. (We canceled our trip to our grandson’s first birthday party in Missouri to be at the hospital for mom’s surgery.)
April 26: Phil’s step-dad, the only dad he’s known because his dad died in an auto accident when Phil was a year old, is diagnosed with lung cancer, has a large tumor in his lung and the cancer has wrapped around his spine and nearly severed a vertebrae.
April 29th: We leave for Missouri.
April 30th: Phil’s step-dad has surgery to remove the lung tumor and part of the spinal cancer.
May 3rd: Phil’s step-dad has surgery again, this time to put in an artificial vertebrae.
May 6th: Phil’s daughter puts on a second-first birthday party for our grandson!
May 7th: Mom has an IV bubble put in her brain for chemo.
May 8th: Back to Indiana.
May 9th: Mother’s Day, I spent the day with mom at the hospital.
May 10th: Mom’s chemo started.
And here we are. I’ve been at a hospital nearly every single day since April 20th. Thank goodness for friends who are willing to help out with Popinjay (and will continue to help!) until things are a little less frantic around here. I’ve made some commitments to a couple sponsors and I’ll be catching up on those posts soon as well as trying to participate in Popinjay. I might even get to post a blog or two with thought on this past month. You all know how much I loathe cancer for taking my best friend, Jill.
Amber said something when this all started, I can’t remember when it was, but she said something about all this stuff hitting right after some very good things happened in my life regarding God. I can’t help but think she’s right. That’s the idea I need to explore. Am I cursed or blessed? I’ve posted about that before with a lighter tone, but after several writer’s conferenced and critique partners who’ve mentioned the fact that I might well be cursed–I might just believe it. LOL