To quote Kermit the Frog, "Times fun when you're having flies." (O.K., I don't think Kermit actually said that, but he could have.) It's been a whirlwind these three plus weeks since I last posted. As I write, it is Thursday, December 10th, and Judy FINISHES her radiation TOMORROW and will be home early afternoon TOMORROW. YEAH!!!!! One week from today we leave for Christmas in China. These weeks have been strange with Judy gone and the weekends have been insane trying to do everything we think should be done IN 3 DAYS.
Emotionally we've handled this cancer thing pretty well. Oh, we've had our moments, but they've been few. The disturbing thing is how the emotional moments come when least expected or most embarrassing. The latest happened the week prior to Thanksgiving. Judy was home for the weekend and we were sitting together in church--front row. Nick (our tremendous worship pastor) had scheduled a time when scriptures scrolled on the screen while he played piano music. Quiet moment, soft music--should have been an emotionally neutral moment. WRONG! I got blindsided. During the reading of scripture and the soft music, I realized how blessed we are to have found the tumor(s) so early (remember: early detection is the key to saving lives) and to have access to the finest treatment facility in the world. I also realized how often we'd prayed for our son to find favor with Chick-fil-A and God answered that one BIG TIME. Chad is in a brand new store--just opened Nov. 5th--in a growing location. He and Erin had their 4th child (our 9th grandchild) Nov. 7th and Macy is doing marvelously well. I also thought about our children in other places and how they are being cared for. I thought about all our grandchildren and how blessed we are. But I think it was the cancer care that got me. My eyes began watering and my nose was running. Yep, got blindsided in church.
As much as I hate to cry I really didn't mind this time. How can I not be grateful to God for His provision. And now, this forced separation is about to end and I'm excited. (If I can only survive the next week getting everything done before we head to LAX and points west--errr, I mean east. (We're going to go so far west that we'll actually be east. Go figure.)
It's my plan to post often during our trip. Please check back here regularly for update. Please leave comments.
MERRY CHRISTMAS
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I love you, Jim Gerlt. One clear memory for me right now is holding your hand and being comforted during that jolting, painful, unexpected biopsy. From that moment on to this blog entry, you've been in this "tumbler time" with me--a "worse" of our "for better or worse" vows. God has provided in many ways, but you are at the top of my list. Only 15 more hours! Love, Judy
Ok, Dad. You know how to scare your daughter with a blog post entitled "Blindsided!" My heart skipped several beats thinking some bad news came your way! So glad it was an emotional blindside! I love how you and Mom have beautifully walked through this together. ONE MORE WEEK 'TIL YOU BOTH ARE HERE!!!!!!!! Much love, B.
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