Friday, November 18, 2005: News
Dad, Jill, Steph and Andi go to the doctor. Dad is diagnosed with non-small cell, stage four cancer (lungs, adrenal glands, liver, breast bone and later, back). I don’t know what this means. I do a quick web search to detemine the severity of this diagnosis and wonder what case is to be made for me not to freak out.
The case, while simple took a few days to come. It’s important to keep truth always close, without dwelling. I took a quick lesson of on-line learning to know the reality of this disease. I chose very early to put it on a shelf, to be acknowledged and always present, but not in a spotlight of any kind. I, instead, intend to embed myself deeply in the faith I have in Dad’s strength, will and faith. Combined with that of my family I know we’ve got good leverage to face this devestating news with grace.
This journal is my contribution. It may not always be happy, recognize the disease, or resemble hope. I may not stay on a track of any sort, it may have no flow or follow no particular thread. This is my life and the things I think about and wish to share. Actually, it’s a small collection of the thousands of random thoughts I’d love to share, inevitably, many are lost with my train of thought. So, know, that as my family you’re in my thoughts constantly; more than any of us might ever suspect. I may be very self-absorbed, but you’re all such a big part of my self.
The case, while simple took a few days to come. It’s important to keep truth always close, without dwelling. I took a quick lesson of on-line learning to know the reality of this disease. I chose very early to put it on a shelf, to be acknowledged and always present, but not in a spotlight of any kind. I, instead, intend to embed myself deeply in the faith I have in Dad’s strength, will and faith. Combined with that of my family I know we’ve got good leverage to face this devestating news with grace.
This journal is my contribution. It may not always be happy, recognize the disease, or resemble hope. I may not stay on a track of any sort, it may have no flow or follow no particular thread. This is my life and the things I think about and wish to share. Actually, it’s a small collection of the thousands of random thoughts I’d love to share, inevitably, many are lost with my train of thought. So, know, that as my family you’re in my thoughts constantly; more than any of us might ever suspect. I may be very self-absorbed, but you’re all such a big part of my self.
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