It’s been a difficult, busy, emotional week. Friday I received word that my sister-in-law, Mel, has cancer. Early reports say endometrial but there is a 1 in 5 chance of ovarian as well. Still testing to see that one, though.
Aunt Mel and her husband were the ones who took me in when I was 20 years old and not sure what to do with myself. They helped me in so many ways I don’t even know how to start explaining it. Suffice to say that I would not be the person I am today if not for Mel. I am immensely thankful for her taking care of me when I was down.
Today I am also thankful for a positive, helpful friend of Mel’s. My earliest news about this cancer was slanted towards a negative and fatalistic viewpoint. I spoke with Mel’s friend this morning after about a week of anguish on hearing the futility of Mel’s situation. What the friend told me is much, much more hopeful. I shall get updates from her in the future.
I am thankful that we were able to spend some time with Mel earlier this week. It involved being away from home (which I detest) and staying with friends (which is fun, but difficult . . . small children make messes and break things!) and trying to please many, many people (which never works . . . just keeping the kids happy and entertained at the hospital is nearly impossible.)
Which leads to another blessing in the midst of the trial: the kind hospital volunteer Monday night who gave my girl an adorable stuffed elephant rattle and my boys coloring books and crayons, NEW crayons that were not broken (as opposed to the ones in their crayon box which are broken and peeled.)
And I am thankful for The Bull, who spent a lot of time with busy boys in the waiting room and at our friends’ house. He definitely goes above and beyond the call of duty as a Daddy. Oh, and did I mention that he worked his eight hour shift on Monday and then drove four hours so we could visit Mel? Yup, he’s a keeper.