Today, on our way to tumbling Hazel asked to listen to the song Angel Lullaby. A song I have sung to her since she was a baby. It's from My Turn on Earth, a musical that my grandma and grandpa took me to see when I was a little girl. It sings of sleeping and being guarded by angels. A whole different post, but a little insight into how our drive started.
Hazel starts singing the song and then says, "Mom, how come I never see the angels anymore? I'm pretty sure I'm the only one that got to see Grandma." I reply, "I'm not sure," and then pull over to text her question to Tim and the big kids. Thanks to Tim's promptings, I ask her where she saw the angels. Hazel replies, "You know when I had my old bed and could never sleep good? You know then." She got a new bed a couple of years ago.
Me, "What angels did you see?"
Hazel, "Well, grandma, great grandma and grandpa, and did I have an aunt who died....yeah her too."
My mom's favorite aunt passed away the day after my mom died. I'm guessing Hazel was talking about her.
Me,"What did they talk to you about?"
Hazel, "Well, when they left they said goodbye and that they love me. Of course they hugged and kissed me and said they will be back soon. Maybe they went to talk to Jesus."
December 18, 2016
When tickets to The Forgotten Carol's went on sale Tim said he would get them for the kids and I (He was scheduled to work out of town.) I really didn't think much more about it. I was so excited to go with all of the big kids and Hazel was happy to spend the evening with her favorite babysitter, Megan. Before he went out of town Thursday, Tim said he got tickets for my nieces and Haidyn was going to come too. Everyone was meeting at our house and we would drive up together. Morgan said she was going to follow us up with Sadie (Tim had grabbed her a ticket too.)
At this point I am still not thinking anything weird is going on.
Our first stop was In N Out. Joy and Bill were there!!!! Joy said Tim wanted she and Bill to come to surprise me. He wanted it to be a special night with people I love. I was so happy. We ate and headed to the show. It just kept getting better and better.
Jaxson and Jaclyn were running a little late so they were going to meet us at the show. As we were watching for them, my cousin and her husband walked in. I thought it was so fun to run into them and stood there talking for quite a few minutes.
I still had no idea......
Then my other cousin came in the door. With her husband and a couple of their kids. I looked at Joy and my kids. All smiles. I started saying, "Is this part of THIS?" I couldn't believe it and was so excited at the same time. More cousins and friends....
More people kept coming. Friends and neighbors and family. Tim had bought tickets for everyone and he couldn't even be there. I sat and watched The Forgotten Carols surrounded by people I love so much. At intermission more people were there. It was the best day ever. Tim delivered tickets and made plans with all of these people. It was the best gift I could have been given.
I love the show. But this was the best one yet!!! Thank you to a fabulous husband who wanted me to have a special night. Thank you to friends and family who came and spent the evening with me. Thank you to my kids and their friends who love me and support me. Thank you to the friends and family who happened to be there and came and said hello. I am overwhelmed by how lucky I am. It is good to love and be loved!
Life is good!
December 01, 2016
Grandma had the utmost love and respect for her Mother. She always called her "Mother." The friendship they shared..... A poem, at a time when I fear I would be angry and speechless, Grandma writes of a peace brought by family. I will never say I am grateful for cancer. But, it has changed so many things in my life. Some for better, others for worse. BUT, it has opened family doors that I didn't even realize were shut. I would be lying if I said that didn't make me happy. I hope to be a better mother and her words inspire me. She says, "I may never grow up. I go on needing you to mother me in so many times and places, and in so many ways." The letter is closed with, "Dearest Mother- if you get the rewards you deserve you'll be the brightest angel in all the heavens. All our love, Elayne" This letter has made me rethink so many things in life. Goals......
I will treasure this letter for the rest of my days!
October 27, 2016
Emmie and I always ride with Joy and Haidyn. We were packed and ready to go. Joy was driving and she turned and looked at me and said, "I am not going to treat you like your sick." I was so happy. Ten words that made my heart happy. The last 2 months had been all about what was wrong with me. I had missed out on quite a few things. I got to be a normal person for the weekend. Well, as "normal" as one can when medicated and wearing a blood bag pinned to the inside of your shirt.
We did great. I was anxious in large groups. People would bump my back or pat my arm (both of which had stitches). Joy, Emmie and Haidyn would walk in a barrier around me. We figured it out and I was able to do everything. Emmie's little cheer team was awesome. Watching Emmie tumble makes me so happy. She is amazing! I watched her encourage others, work hard and make sure that I was okay all weekend.
I learned so much watching Emmie this weekend. She has a tender heart. She was continually making sure that I was okay. We had a couple minor issues with my drain and I could always tell how worried Emmie got when Joy and I talked or tried to fix it.We had a great weekend. In all aspects. I am so grateful that Joy talked me into going.
Emmie cheered like a champ. The girls won first place and they were so excited! We walked around Vegas, the girls swam, we ate and played. We got to have dinner with the Kelleher family which is always a favorite. Terrible picture, good times!
|Emmie's Cheer Team|
|Em and her awesome coach, Dayna|
|Em, Charlotte and Haidyn|
|Charlotte, Emmie, Haidyn and Emily|
|Ready to compete|
|Dinner at Claim Jumper with our favorites|
I loved getting away and spending time with Emmie. It was harder than I thought and better than I thought all at the same time!! Way to go Outlaws!! Great competition! My drain came out the day after we got home! Yay!!!
September 07, 2016
Last year I ran the AF Cancer Run with my friend Sue. My first half marathon and I was so proud of myself. Sue and I signed up to do it again this year. Not long after I registered, I was diagnosed with Stage 3 Melanoma. My whole world changed. Sue said she was going to run it for me. I was so touched and gave up any thought of running.
I was feeling pretty good and wanted to run for two of my family members that were fighting cancer with me. My thought was, "What if I can't do it again?" I didn't really train. I had two surgeries and started my immunotherapy treatment. One day I decided to try. I brought it up to my husband. I know he thought I was crazy but he never said so. He told me I could walk if I was tired and the race goes right by my house. I could stop if I needed too.
It was a very emotional day. I was so nervous. "What if my body couldn't do it?" I DID IT!! A cancer diagnosis, two surgeries, and hardly any training. I was only 4 minutes slower than last year. My daughter, Morgan, met me at mile nine and finished the race with me, my sister and her family were mid race cheering me on, and Ryanne was waiting at the finish line. I get teary eyed just writing it down. I had a strength that I didn't know I had. I felt love and support from so many. I couldn't walk for the next 3 days but I did it!!
Sue and I at the start. I wouldn't see her again until the finish.
A few miles in
This sign was out during the race. I couldn't agree more. Cancer sucks and is so scary. I HATE IT!!!
My sign honoring my fellow cancer family members. Sadly, "Stewart" passed away not too long after the race. He was a great guy. I felt him with me every step of this race. Terry and I continue our race together. I know "Stewart" is still fighting with me.
So happy to see Sue at the finish line.
I was totally unprepared physically and I literally could not walk for days after the race. However, this day I said "screw you" to cancer and my body did what everyone including me thought it couldn't.
July 31, 2016
When I found out I had Stage 3 Melanoma, I was a little devasted. My Uncle Brian "Stewart" had found out that he had Stage 4 Lung Cancer not long before I got my diagnosis. I talked to one of my aunts that lives close to Stewart. She told me that "Stewart" had said that we would fight together. Maybe I didn't realize the significance that statement would have. I felt a bond to him. He had to know how I was feeling. He had been there. When I did the Cancer Half I carried his name with me. I guess it isn't surprising to anyone that when I found out he had passed away, I was so sad. He was truly one of the kindest men I had ever met. Sometimes I feel like there aren't many good men like "Stewart" around anymore. I loved him and his passing was hard for me to swallow.
Aside from knowing that cancer literally eats your body, knowing that his family was feeling so similar to how I felt when my mom passed was too much. It is so awesome to be able to spend your last minutes together, but it is hard. Watching someone you love be unable to get comfortable, or knowing they are in pain because their face is scrunched up and you can tell they are hurting. My heart ached for the whole family as they cared for their father and husband.
I decided I wanted to go and Kate was feeling the same so we decided to deliver flowers to my aunt CoraLu in person. It was so nice to visit and be able to love them and let them know we were there for whatever they needed. I hope that they felt our love.
Here are some of the cute pictures from the Celebration of Brian Stewarts life.
When Kate and I got to Aunt Cora's house, she sat down and said, "I have bad news. Your father might be coming." Kate and I in unison said, " We're fine. We can be adults." I believed my statement to be true. However, I worried all night that he would make a scene and ruin the funeral for my aunt and cousins. I got up the next day prepared to push my worry aside and celebrate "Stewart."
It turned out that my father didn't come. I did hear that he drove by but he didn't do any of the things that I had envisioned in my head. I was so grateful for that. Brian Stewart was so loved by neighbors, friends, family etc. I watched that room get so crowded and hold a steady flow of people that Stewart had touched at some point in his life.
Stewart was a great man. I didn't see him often but when I did he was fatherly and loved me. I am a better person because I knew Stewart. And I am grateful everyday for his cute family. I have loved getting to know all the crazy kids.
Until we meet again...