In countless ways I can’t enumerate. This is what was on my mind today—in no particular order:
I am blessed to have parents, brothers, and sisters who would do anything to take care of me.
I am blessed to have been placed in a job, a church, and a hospital with strong leaders who keep an eye on me and who have been incredible throughout this whole cancer process.
I am blessed to be able to find an enormous (okay, it’s about an inch across but that seems enormous) lump in my left underarm today because it was hurting, feel a marble sized and hardness piece of junk in the base of my neck (which is very close to my head), contemplate how the cancer will effect my body as it grows and spreads from lymph node to lymph node and gets into bones, and still be peaceful—knowing the promises God has made me.
I am blessed to not yet look like I am terminally ill.
I am blessed to be able to be back in my own house for a long weekend of playing/building with metal, and hanging out with cool people, and living independently before I start radiation on Tuesday.
I am blessed to be able to drive myself wherever I want to go.
I am blessed to have God who breathes stars a quadrillion times bigger than our Earth talk to me and guide me and provide for me and make His presence known to me.
I am blessed to be able to walk and move my arms.
I am blessed that after resting a lot more in the last week my pain was minimal enough tonight to allow me to mow my own back yard. (Yes, I know this was a stupid thing to do but the psychological/emotional benefits outweighed, so far, the physical cost...)
I am blessed to have people I’ve never met praying for and encouraging me, making me laugh, making me magnificent artwork, and caring about me.
I am blessed to be able to eat a peanut butter and strawberry jam on potato bread sandwich when I want to.
I am blessed to even have the desire to write a post like this after the last three days I’ve experienced.
I am blessed to have a cousin who sends me awesome music like this: