There are so many hard things that can overwhelm me. I can choose to dwell on the future possibilties and what "might" happen during treatment, or I can look at what's right in front of me and appreciate it for what it is. Honestly, we should all do that. Life can be overwhelming and circumstances can truly steal our joy. My joy has been stolen this week. I've allowed Satan to creep in and steal it. I walked through the elementary school today with a little boy smiling his bald head off, and I was teared up because he isn't there with his friends everyday. His drawings aren't on the wall... He wasn't lining up excited to tell me about his day. Forget that he's really OK. He's alive, with NO tumor. He's happy and feeling good. He sees the bright side. He's OK... why am I not? It's just a mother's heart I guess. You all can pray with me that depression and sadness won't overwhelm me, but that the joy of what an awesome God I serve and the pleasure of having children in all their good and bads would consume me. The gift of being a mother to these kiddos and the job that God entrusted me with would be appreciated and not such a scary thing that I can't stop to enjoy it. Boy.. sorry for the heavy heart :)
The picture above is of Clayton's fox face. The awesome staff at the radiation oncologist decorated it to be a fox per his request. It's precious and he loves it. He's doing well and we're counting own to the end. 20 more treatments to go. It's hard to stand there and have a big door close that says extreme radiation with my son in there while I'm protected behind the door. VERY HARD. God Protect him! The other picture is of Clayton after his baseball game that named the Marlins first place in Midway Little League..on to city tournament they go. Then lastly, Mother's Day at the lake. The Slippery Minnow. My cute boys. Love those guys. Yall continue to pray with us that the peace of the Lord would fill our hearts and minds. That we know the greatness of his power. That the Lord's hand would be on each of us.