Happy Easter!

Today is the day that we celebrate Jesus Christ being raised from the dead to live again after He was crucified on the cross thereby giving us the gift of salvation.  He came and walked among us but was without sin Himself.  He willingly took on our sins as part of God's plan to redeem us so that we could return to relationship with Him and end the separation. John 3:16- For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

Easter has always been a favorite holiday of mine because of the hope that it brings and the promise of renewal.  I think I also really enjoyed Easter because it occurs around my bithday. I grew up in Maine which is well known for the long gray winters. Easter ushers in spring, which is a marvelous sight to behold as everything springs back to life in such cheerful ways.

Like spring, I also feel that I have begun to come back to life.  God has truly heard our prayers and as the cancer recedes my body is springing back to life.  Everyday I am making strides back to a feeling of health and vitality.  I am able to work more.  I able to stand long enough to do more cooking and cleaning and even though doing the dishes hurts my back I am growing stronger and stronger.

I want to thank God for allowing me the time that I have and for the future time that He will give me to be with my family and to serve my community.  I want to thank those of you who have so blessed me with your prayers and petitions.  I believe that my good health is a direct result of the petitioning we have agreed upon and have made.  If you look to the right of this post you will see an orange heading for "A Scripture and Prayer Petition for Susan Rebecca" which is a collection of verses and petitions that many of you have been praying over me.

Included in that petition are the following verses:

Jeremiah 29:11-14a
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, ‘plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and hope. Then you will call upon Me and come and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. ‘And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart. And I will be found by you…

Mark 11:22-24
And Jesus answered saying to them, “Have faith in God. Truly I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, ‘be taken up and cast into the sea,’ and does not doubt in his heart, but believes that what he says is going to happen, it shall be granted. “Therefore I say to you, all things for which you pray and ask, believe that you have received them, and they shall be granted you.”

I leave you then with this verse...

1 Thessalonians 5:18
Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.

I am celebrating Easter today with a glad heart.  I am praising God for my good health and I am thankful to you who have so faithfully prayed for me.  I believe it has made all the difference.

Susan

Caregiver becomes the cared for

I have spent a lot of my time as a professional taking care of others.  When I graduated with my Bachelor's degree in Psychology and I began working at the Center for Prevention of Domestic Violence.  I worked in the Safehouse for battered women and took care of countless mothers and children.  My passion for caring for others in this capacity went outside the lines multiple times and I have never felt bad about it.


Photo by Jessica Dow

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Once in the middle of the night I picked up a woman wearing a hospital issued paper dress who clearly had not eaten in days so I stopped and bought her a meal from a fast food restaurant with my own money.  I could have waited until we got back to the shelter and let her find something in the kitchen but that didn't feel right to me. I remember a two year old girl, the second to youngest of four, whom I cared for while working for hours.  I don't remember her name but I called her Mike because she had a habit of biting another boy about her age who was also in the shelter.  I would put her in a bouncy chair and bounce her with my foot while I worked or turn the fan on high and blast her with bubbles by holding the stick up to the fast moving air (a technique I developed after sore cheeks from blowing).

I could entertain you for hours with stories of clients I have cared for over the years.  I am proud of the many people that I have helped.  Caring for people became a badge of honor and a big part of my identity.  I suppose that caring for people was part of my comfort zone because I can honestly say that I was pretty uncomfortable changing positions.  I would work a good 60 hours a week and eat food on the run because I enjoyed my work so much.  At times I wonder if these unhealthy habits contributed in part or might have been responsible for my health issue now.

When first faced with becoming a care receiver I had to grit my teeth laying in bed in pain at the thought of being waited on.  It hurt every independent fiber in my body to rely on others to care for my baby and assist me with the activities of daily living.  My stubborn little self spent many an hour thirsty or hungry because I did not want to impose on my family members.  I know that my parents love me and would move heaven and earth to help me.  It was never a burden in their eyes bringing me food, getting me a drink, or doing anything else to help me.

I cannot say the same about my husband.  My cancer diagnosis and loss of independence invoked a spirit of fear in him.  Taking sole care of the baby during the day along with the very real possibility of raising him without me was overwhelming to him.  He had a real problem with getting me food or something to drink.  He was afraid that I would become accustomed to being waited on and then expect this of him for the rest of our marriage.  I know it sounds horrible.  I just need to remind you that cancer is a family crisis that affects everyone in the family and everyone reacts differently in crisis.

In my husband's case as I began to improve and was able to do more and more things for myself his helpfulness increased.  He accepted that my requests for help were based on my need and that when I didn't need help I didn't ask for help.  We have had many conversations about his reactions to my illness and he is not proud of his behavior.  At times he still struggles with how to give me emotional support.

Today my situation is greatly improved.  I am able to cook, to do more cleaning around the house, and to work a lot more weekly therapy appointments.  I still get very tired and my ability to walk around and move easily deteriorates each night to the extent that I have been active that day.

I do not know if Breast Cancer arrived to teach me spiritual lessons but I think it would be hard to have this experience and not gain wisdom.  I have blogged before about the fact that giving and receiving are two sides of the same coin.  You simply cannot have one without the other.  I am peeling back more layers of learning on how to ask for help in my life and how to receive gracefully.  I feel like a sulky girl who hates math class.  I am not enjoying these lessons.  Well heck, I have never enjoyed these lesson on receiving.  Some of them have been pretty harsh.  I had gotten pretty good, nearly expert level in the short game but when the game lasted for years rather than hours, days or a few weeks, I found myself cast back to beginner level.

I am interested on how you have handled this lesson  in your life.  Please comment or put together your own blog on the topic.

I am honored that you have taken the time to read this post and my blog.  Thank you.

Susan

PS:  No husbands were harmed in the writing of this blog

Can I Get A Whoop Whoop?

When a person has cancer good news can get a little thin.  Especially when we are talking good news that pertains to health.  Last month I was quite thrilled to find that my tumor markers were down to 241 (remember that below 36 is normal).  Today I was even more thrilled to learn that they have gone down even further to 196.

It is important to note here that tumor markers are not to be used to determine if you have cancer as it is not considered reliable. Also rather than alter the course of treatment based on one reading, it is preferable to take a series of readings in an effort to note if the numbers are increasing or decreasing.  They may refer to this as a "serial measurement" and the overall trend will give your Doctor a better idea of what is happening with your illness.

Following chemotherapy I began to take the oral anti-estrogen Aromasin.  I am now taking the generic form of that called Exemestane.  I did not hold much hope that this oral form of medication would help as I have been a couple of different anti-estrogen pills and my tumor markers rose to the point that I needed chemotherapy.  In addition to Exemestane I also take a sleep medication and Gabapentin to help control the symptoms of menopause like the bad headaches that were disturbing my sleep.

One of my very generous clients sells Juice Plus Brand Vitamins and gave me a supply because she was convinced that this would help me.  She claimed that it would do wonders for my health and assist me in combating fatigue.  I was rather skeptical but I can honestly say that I feel quite wonderful and noticeably better when I take the vitamins then when I do not.  I know that there are a lot of products out there and a lot of people pushing them.  I think that this is worth looking into so check them out.  If you are interested then shoot me an email and I will give you my client's website. 

I am still whoop whooping about my tumor markers reaching a new low.  You might be able to hear me from where you are.

Susan

A Pay It Forward Opportunity– OK City Police Officer Chad Peery

Written by Karen Kingsbury
Originally posted on Facebook.  Reposted with permission

Want your name in one of my books? Want to help a paralyzed Oklahoma City police officer? I know you do, because you're my friends and I love you all!!

Okay, then once again, friends, we have the chance to pull together for a very great cause.

On Valentine’s Day of this year, Oklahoma City police officer Chad Peery was off duty having dinner with his father at a downtown restaurant, when three men in the back of the establishment began causing a commotion. The owner requested help in having the three leave the building. Chad was off-duty, but he was an officer, brave and ready to help 24-7. Tragically, as Chad escorted the men to the door, they turned on him. He was badly beaten and left paralyzed by the incident.

While the three men await trial, Chad is in rehab every day, all day, learning to live without the use of his legs and arms. Chad is married, and father to four children age 9, 7, 6 and 3. The citizens of Oklahoma City are pulling together to help Chad and his family, but he is in desperate need of money to make his home handicapped accessible and to purchase a special van.

Here’s where we come in.

I’d like to make Chad Peery a character in one of my books through my Forever in Fiction program. Our goal? To raise $100,000 for the Peery family.

If you will make a donation of $200 or more to the Chad Peery Fund, people on his team will give me your name, and I will place your name in the acknowledgments of the book where Chad Peery will be Forever in Fiction. I will present the link for donation in the next week or so. That gives you, your family, your work group or church group or school group time to come up with $200 so that your name or group name can be placed in my book ... time to think of ways to help Officer Peery and his family.

If $200 is a bit much for you, here’s the challenge: Come together as a work group or with other families or neighborhoods, join forces with the members of your Sunday School class or your club or team. Rally the students at your school. Give the $200 as a group and your group’s name will be mentioned in the acknowledgments same as it will be if you donate as an individual. You may also donate the $200 in memory of someone. You will have the chance to make that designation clear when you donate.

Friends, this is an extraordinary opportunity to show the world what the readers of Life-Changing Fiction ™ are capable of, how we can come together in faith, and with Christ’s love help out a man who represents all those who serve our country.

Chad Peery is a hero.

Please, friends, let’s show him our appreciation and meet this goal together. My amazing publisher Zondervan is allowing me 500 spots in the acknowledgments of that book – which will release in 2012. You have until July 1 to make your donation.

Thanks so much, friends. I love how we can make a difference together, changing lives and bringing glory to God. Love you all!

Happy Birthday Boo Boo Bunny

My son will be two years old on April 20 and I am so shocked by this.  I feel more than a bit saddened by how quickly the time has passed because I was sick for much of it.  I remember thinking that the pain in my back was simply a result of the baby getting bigger and my being out of shape.  That was in late September and I was diagnosed with Stage 4 Breast Cancer a few weeks later.

In the short 24 months of his life I have spent 10 of those months on chemotherapy.  Six months of his life I was unable to lift him up because the cancer caused a compression fracture in my back.  I do not even know how many months I have been hardly able to walk.  I do know that at least 12 of his 24 months I have been worthless due to fatigue after 6 pm at night.  From the very day that I came home from the hospital following my cancer diagnosis I have only spent a handful of nights sleeping next to him.

If I wanted to, I could sink into a pool of self pity or burn with ferocious anger over the enormous price I have paid on cancer's behalf.  Instead, I am going to make a conscious choice to have an attitude of praise that I can be here to celebrate this momentous occasion of his second birthday.  I have had many an opportunity to cuddle with him and watch videos or movies on the very laptop I am using to write this blog post.  A very thoughtful gift to me from my doting mother who wished she could be here in person to entertain us instead.

From a very early age he has been a very exuberant child and a major jokster.  He loves to laugh and be silly.  He also loves to cuddle and is finally getting generous about handing out some sweet kisses with a smack on the end.  He is a big fan of Toy Story movies and he loves to be outside.  Every night when he gets to my Dad's house he has to go on a walk about.  He likes to check out the car and the mailbox and climb the hill by the pool.

Happy Birthday My Sweet Bunny

Susan

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Thanks for reading!

Susan

A Prayer of Serenity for Shelly

In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out.  It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being.  We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.  ~Albert Schweitzer

If a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do.  Think up something appropriate and do it.  ~Edgar Watson Howe

The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.  ~Elisabeth Foley

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I have been thinking about making an effort to connect and re-connect the friends and the very sculptors of who I am.  Friendship is an investment that you make in assisting a person on their pursuit of who they are.

I found myself lucky enough to spend a delightful evening with a good friend.  Our paths do not cross very often but I am glad for the time when they do.  She is a breath of fresh air.  She is animated.  She is witty.  I love her creativity and her view on things.  I am so drawn to her and have been since I first saw her.  For me, it falls nothing short of hero worship and I feel silly about it.  I want a Shelly superhero doll for my dresser.

I have had the opportunity to be there for her at times and she has returned the favor.  Tonight she was in the Springs and I was able to pick her up and spend time with her.  When I arrived, she was aghast that I am having an issue with cancer.  She does not tune in to Facebook as frequently as others and had missed the postings.  She had so many questions for me but I wanted to hear about her.

My dear Shelly is in pain and we talked openly about it.  She cried openly.  I could see that her blazing light from before has dimmed a little.  Her countenance was not as brilliant as it usually is.  Life has given her a serious of strategic blows from those close to her.  I grew concerned for her and then I learned that new light bulbs are being suggested to her and she is in the process of transitioning to her next big thing.

Shelly, you are an amazing woman and I know that you will find triumph over this situation but it will have to come to you and through you. I do not think it was a coincidence that we spoke of leaders and followers.  I think it is your turn to be led.  I think you will have a miracle and that God will show himself to you in a very powerful way.  I believe that you will first need to get out of the way.  Allow.  Adjust.  Be open.

I liked hearing about this chapter of transition.  I cannot wait to read the next.  You will keep me posted ...won't you?

Your Buddy, Susan

Daffodil Days

Last year around this time I was finishing up my first round of chemotherapy and one of those days was brightened considerably by Daffodil days.  If you have not heard of this you should check it out.  Apparently it is a time honored tradition by the American Cancer Society and is heralded as their flagship event.

As part of a fund raising event in spring Daffodil's are given to contributors who in turn give them to those affected by cancer as a symbol of hope.  I was quite surprised to receive a little bundle of closed Daffodil's from Rocky Mountain Cancer and from an anonymous donor which I took home and put in water.  The next day they opened and were quite beautiful both for their sunny yellow charm and for their message of hope.

If you would like to participate in this event please note that they take orders in January, February and early March and then deliver them late March.  Daffodils are typically one of the first flowers of spring which is why they are chosen to represent hope.  The proceeds go toward research in the hopes of a future without cancer.

I never knew this about Daffodils and what they symbolize until last year.  For me, Daffodils always reminded me of my mother and when I see them in spring I think of her. 

Susan

An Adventure With Dad

I received several calls from my father wanting to get together since it was my birthday this past Friday.  We thought it would be nice to have lunch or dinner together.  I had to work a lot of appointments Thursday and Friday but I suggested that we have an adventure on Saturday.  I had a specific one in mind.  Dad is the sort of person that is always up for an adventure and he can make it a lot of fun.

One day I was poking around facebook and saw an advertisement for tiny houses and since I love tumbleweed houses by Jay Shaffer, I checked it out.  Someone was selling a very nice tumbleweed house for $12,000 on http://www.tinyhouselistings.com/. It was quite pretty and exactly what I imagine I might like.  I began thinking that it might be fun to have a nice little cabin to visit as a weekend get away place. (Not to say that I have any money these days to invest in cabins and real estate but I figured it doesn't hurt to check things out)

cactus


The more I thought about it, the more I poked around and came across a few small lots for sale at a very small price around one thousand dollars each.  I knew it was a nice drive and since it was located near Florissant, Colorado it seemed like a good location because there is a lot to do in that area.  Anyhow, it was the perfect scenario for an adventure so off we went.  Dad really enjoyed the sights, especially since he loved all things cowboy as a kid and along the way he kept singing cowboy songs. We met up with the man who was selling the lots and we joined him in his vehicle and he drove us to them.

The view was quite stunning and the area had some nice history.  He had a news article written in the year 1896 describing this development which boasted a great many things that were not true but added to the intrigue.  Unfortunately, I would need a 4 wheel drive vehicle if I decided to buy a lot because my car would not make it in without a bit of risk.  That was strike one.  Strike two and three came as I learned that no electricity would be available now or probably ever and neither would water without drilling my own well.  These lots are owned by folks who really enjoy roughing it and truly like to camp.  I am more of an RV kind of a girl because I like refrigeration and running water as well as real bathroom facilities.

Still, the idea of a little piece of land to play on with the baby had its appeal especially if we could find one that offered a lot of trees.  Along the drive we saw newly born calves being licked by their mothers, horses and even deer.  The mountain views were spectacular and there were even some streams and nice looking ponds.  We imagined picnicking on the tables with my son and letting him experience the country.  That is ranch country and we mused about what names we would pick out if we ever got so lucky.  I think we agreed on the Triple B Ranch because we call my son the Boo Boo Bunny. 

All in all, it will no doubt be a long time before I am in a financial position to make this particular dream a reality but I can tell you it sure made for a nice adventure.  I think when you have a dream you should take some real life action steps toward pursuing it and see what is out there.  Window shopping is an important aspect of dream planning. 

Happy Adventuring Folks!!

Susan

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Your father and I remember so well the day you were born, and how much joy you brought to our lives then and always.  You were born with a smile on your face and a sparkle in your eyes and nothing has taken them away.  We have watched you grow in stature and wisdom and have seen with pride the impact you have made on the lives of so many people.  You have always been blessed and burdened with a compassionate heart.  When you were a small child and we had to discipline you, a simple frown from us would cause you to repent (I wish that were true when you were a teenager).  When we had to discipline your siblings, you were always the one to burst into tears first. 

You are a special and wonderful person and we are so blessed that God placed you into our arms first.  ps, thanks for Tan Nguyen too.  We never realized our lives were incomplete but we can't imagine life without that little guy to brighten up things up now.  We love you.  Mom and Dad

The Trip Of A Lifetime

When was the last time that you took a week, spent it in a gorgeous location and felt your way through it without planning a moment?  I just recently spent a week in Cancun, Mexico with my best friend Roxanne and we had a blast. I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer in October 2009 and since then I have not had the energy to travel alone or without a wheelchair.

Fajitas..Senior Frogs

Yes, I am happy to say that I was able to manage all the walking in the airports, retrieve my luggage and then get all the way through immigration and customs and out to where Roxanne was waiting to help me to the car.  Was I worn out?  Absolutely, but I did all right and the reward at the end was amazing.  Honestly, I cannot say if I was more delighted by the beautiful scenery or by the fact that I felt like a normal woman enjoying my life.

In fact, I think that feeling normal is the biggest craving a person with cancer may have.  Cancer can really slow you down and limit or eliminate a lot of activities.  The fatigue can be so consuming that at times I have had to retire for the evening at 6 pm.  This can have a dramatic impact on your social life and your ability to maintain relationships. My relationship with Roxanne has stood the test of time and she is very understanding of my limitations.  

Susan and Roxanne

The really terrific thing about Roxanne is that we can have fun doing absolutely nothing.  We tell each other funny stories and when we run out of new material we revert back to stories we have laughed about in the past and laugh again.  Vacationing with her along with Cancun as a back drop was a very enjoyable experience.  We ate terrific food.  We lazed around on the beach.  We even swam with the dolphins and thereby completed a life long dream.

There were a couple of moments were I felt like a teenager again on a sleep over with no bigger problems than whether or not a particular boy liked me.  Therein lies the magic of having a close friend and keeping her for years and years.  Back in the day, Roxanne and I had lots of adventures, shared a bunch of pivotal life changing experiences and spent plenty of time crying on each other's shoulders.  Spending an entire week with her having fun and feeling like a teenage girl again is an experience I intend to repeat as often as I can.  It helped me reconnect with my core self (the before cancer Susan) and to re-charge my batteries.

I hope that the next trip we take will be one where I will have a glorious head of hair that I can fuss over and style and not have to cover for fear of a scalp burn.  Incidentally, I found the Lycra swim cap on Amazon.com for a very reasonable price.  It is soft and stretchy rather than rubbery so it was very easy to put on and wear comfortably though not designed for keeping you dry.

I also hope that you will seriously consider a little get away with your family or a close friend because we all need a break from our lives.  Be sure and bring your bucket list so you can cross off some real good items and make some great memories.

Susan

Sometimes the answer is no.

We have to pray with our eyes on God, not on the difficulties.  ~Oswald Chambers

God always answers our prayers, but sometimes the answer is no.  ~Author Unknown

Sand to Snow



Nancy P writes.."Look there is Hope" regarding her photo

It truly is remarkable that one may touch the sand in Mexico in the morning and then later on that same day, courtesy of air travel, put my feet on the ground in Colorado. Even more mind boggling to be barefoot in the white sand in the morning and then to think how Roxanne must have felt looking at a foot of newly fallen snow when she arrived home in Maine that evening. Yesterday, I was surprised to look out my window and see the large snowflakes of a spring snowstorm.  What a contrast!

Life is full of remarkable contrast if you would only take the time to look for it.  Amazing, mind boggling, heart inspiring contrast that I think is wonderfully depicted in this flower picture. Life is beautiful and strong willed and absolutely intent on surviving.  It pushes through obstacles, grows atop of them and seems to "figure it out" endlessly in nature.  This snow and this flower are close to my heart, but not in the way that you might think.  I love these pictures as I find them inspirational and because I used to live in the house where these pictures were taken.

 

Cluster of Trees planted by
my family in memoriam

This beautiful clump of birch trees adorn the front of an old home in China, Maine.  I lived there and we planted them together as a family and whenever we can, we drive by to see how well the trees look and to catch a sight of the home.  Planting this tree was a way to take pain and transform it into something beautiful.

The home was sold but the memories remain and we cherish that clump of trees.  I live away in another state and yet to see these pictures posted  on the facebook page of a friend touches me and brings to my mind these contrasts both in the pictures and in my life.  I find that contrast is an ever present part of life.  Health and youth contrasted by sickness and the threat of death.  Connection with old and dear friends while other friends newer and more local grow distant.

Important things coming to a close and other things exciting and promising about to commence.

That is the richness of life because you cannot often have one thing without the other.  Music would not be music if not for the silences, it would then only be noise.  Spring is here, but would we find it so beautiful without the experience of winter?

Life is precious.  It tastes sweeter to me now.  I have achieved many small victories on this portion of my journey and I will be forever grateful that God has brought me to this point, but to be clear, cancer provided the necessary contrast which enables me to feel how blessed I truly am.  I am touched by things that I never noticed before and I feel a deep sense of gratitude.

Susan

There is no place like home




view from our room

Yesterday evening I got home around 8 pm after traveling all day coming home from a week in Cancun, Mexico.  The process of coming home began at 6 am, packing up, checking out, going to the airport, returning the rental car, hopping on a shuttle, checking baggage, security, waiting for flight, the flight, immigration, customs, re-check baggage, shuttle to gate, second flight and finally being greeted and kissed by my son, who is almost two years old.

At the end of it all, climbing into my very cozy bed for a well deserved rest and cuddle seemed like a huge reward.  Huy had succeeded in finding some Blue Bell pistachio almond ice cream, a rare find in Colorado, and we all watched Toy Story 3, in bed, while eating it.  Of course there was a mini meltdown from a tired two year old who thought for a minute that he was not getting ice cream.  I drew the line at letting him eat it with his hands and then all was well.

Cancun was an amazing experience.  I thoroughly enjoyed my time there and spending that time with Roxanne.  We saw some beautiful sights, lounged on the beach, enjoyed some delicious food, and even swam with the dolphins.  I will be blogging much more about my enjoyable time in Cancun later. For now, let me just say that it is so nice to have a break from one's ordinary routine but there is nothing more pleasurable, in my opinion, than coming back and feeling the sigh of relief to be home.  There is no feeling like the feeling of clean sheets on your own cozy bed.  There is also no greater joy than to have the sweet smelling head of your baby on your shoulder with your husband cuddled in on the other side.

Susan

Emotional Pain

All of us have had our share. If you have ever been a member of a club, group, church or any other organization, no doubt you have had emotional pain. It seems as if no one can agree on anything.  If you have ever had a ”friend” who talked about you behind your back, or told lies about you to make themselves look good, you have had emotional pain.

As children and teenagers, our hurts are usually due to someone telling an untruth about us. As adults, we expect maturity to step in and end any chances of these things happening. Not true. Sometimes adults can be as vicious and mean spirited as any child ever thought of being. It makes me angry when this happens, and I have to admit, I hold a grudge. A very long, deep rooted grudge that will hold on with all it’s might.

I was discussing this character flaw the other night with my husband who is studying to become a Christian counselor. He is serious about his endeavor, and has a lot of practice material with me as his wife…when it happened….these were the words I heard. “Well, you’re just gonna have to get over it.” What? I just poured my heart out to you, and that’s all that Mr. Counselor has to say? Now, me being me, realized that the look on his face was not that of a kind, loving counselor, but that of a husband that just thought “oh No, was that my OUTSIDE voice?”  When my blood pressure finally came down, I had to go over that again in my head. What he really said was, “ With  God  as the engineer, Jesus as the architect, the Holy Spirit as your block mason, and you as the mason’s apprentice,  you are going to have to build a bridge to get over it, or it will eventually kill your spiritual life.”

I have been holding a very large grudge for a while now. It stems from a person twisting and adding to her opinion of my family and ending with a person I loved and respected believing her. It was a jealousy issue that allowed a person with a little power to manipulate a situation and actually ended with us being asked to leave a church.  It emotionally destroyed me. Let me add that Jesus and I still talk daily. Nothing and nobody will take that from me. He is my best friend, but I do see where this was leading. I haven’t been in corporate worship since this happened. I can’t trust anyone. I don’t want to try to trust anyone, because it will only hurt more.

It’s now three days later and the Lord has been working on me night and day. Forgiveness does not come easy for me. Not when it involves one of my children. Not when it is to a person who lied. Not when they don’t deserve to be forgiven….wait, that last part…..none of us deserve to be forgiven.  Jesus gave us that gife.  It’s called the grace of God.

Now some of our bridges may be small. Some medium and some large, and yes, like mine, some extra large, but he is right. Wait, did I actually admit that my husband was right?  Was that my outside voice? There is a comment he uses that drives me nuts. “It is what it is.”

If we expect to receive forgiveness for our sins from the Father, then we have to be willing to forgive others, and “build a bridge to get over it.”

Is this hard to do?  Definitely.  Is it possible to do? I believe it is. Check with me in a few more days. I’ve got a meeting with my engineer, architect and block mason.  What a lot of work I have to do…..

As the Judd’s used to sing, ”We can build a bridge, between your heart and mine. Don’t you think it’s time? Don’t you think it’s time?

Let’s all focus on building our bridges to get over it…..we all sin and fall short of the glory of God.

P.S. Susan you’d better be having a wonderful time in Cancun. Just writing this one blog made me have to think way too hard! It also made me open my heart. God Bless you Susan. He will never leave you or forsake you. He’s proven that.

Terry Browning

Plant City, Florida

Guest Blogger

Thoughts From A Friend

Our Journey Together, the name of Susan and Becky’s blog: what does that mean to you? How are you doing with being “together” when someone faces enormous challenges, be it Susan or another loved one?

Yesterday I accompanied Jane, my college roommate and my best friend for more than 45 years, to a consultation with an elder law attorney. Jane’s husband Mac suffered a catastrophic stroke and is in a nursing facility. Since he probably will never be able to come home, Jane needed to figure out how she will manage the rest of their lives. In our Washington DC area, nursing home care costs nearly $100,000 per year. We are 65, so there are probably lots of years ahead.

Jane and Jo

Later in the day, I thought about why Jane wanted – needed – me with her. Aside from being close friends, I think one of my roles in our long relationship is being a truth teller. She counts on me to say what I think, with love, and she knows that she can trust it even if it’s not what she may be thinking. From the first days at Mac’s hospital bedside when there were awesomely difficult decisions to make, Jane was comfortable with me asking doctors the hard questions. My gift to her was saying what needed to be said but was stuck in her throat.

How often we shy away from folks in a tough place! We think that there’s nothing we can do to change the situation (probably true) or we believe we have to come up with something to say that will make it all better (definitely not true). We may convince ourselves that we’re not good at this, and someone with better skills or experience will be more effective.

But here’s the thing. We are made to live in relationship, no doubt about it. And in each of our relationships, there is a special value that meets the other person at their point of need. Each of us has unique roles in the lives of those dear to us. My role, and your role, is probably not the same for every relationship. So we need to focus on the specific relationship and think carefully about what we uniquely offer. Then do it!

Perhaps you are valued as the cheerleader. You can always be counted on to rally flagging spirits, to brighten any situation. You’re an in-you-face happy person and make it your job to encourage happiness in others.

You may be a doer. Not comfortable with offering words or sending cards, you show up and do what needs to be done, without being asked or needing to be thanked. I remember two work friends who appeared at my house while I was on leave to take care – very difficult care – of my mother. They cleaned out my (yucky) refrigerator, organized my pantry, and made a list of what I needed. They left it on the counter and quietly went home.


Butterfly

Are you a play pal? There are very few situations that cannot benefit from a little well-timed silliness. Don’t be afraid to make someone laugh so hard that tea comes out her nose. It may be initially messy, but everyone will be the better for it.

I can easily be silly OR weepy. I’m always a little taken aback when I hear of somebody being afraid he or she will cry in front of the person who is having a terrible time of it. What are we saving it for?! Shedding tears speaks to our love and deep caring. It can also offer a much-needed opportunity to the other person, inviting them to relax their stiff upper lip and release their feelings.

You may have special value as a witness. You have been through some pretty tough challenges yourself and have come out the other side. Your simple presence, without even having to talk, reassures others that they can do this, too.

And if you are related by faith, pray. It’s gotten to be a standard comment – “You’re in my thoughts and prayers,” but people who share deep roots in their faith go farther. They promise to pray by themselves and offer to pray with those who need it. (Ask first.)

I’m sure you can think of other roles that are valued in your own relationships; let’s hear about them! The good news is that none of us has to fill every role, that’s why we live in community – real or virtual – and together, we make a pretty good package. The important thing is to be the best play pal, or doer, or truth teller you can possibly be. Jump on in, make that commitment. Nobody can be another you, no one else has your history with your dear one, nobody else can give exactly what you can give. And that's plenty good enough.

We all journey together, in good times and bad. Thanks be.

Jo
Guest Blogger

I am the victim of generosity

Real generosity is doing something nice for someone who will never find out.  ~Frank A. Clark

I leave for Cancun, Mexico this coming Saturday because of the generosity and kindness of a great many people.  I am a very lucky lady.  Thank you so much for your gifts!

Susan

enjoy these quotes on gratitude

Gratitude is the memory of the heart.  ~Jean Baptiste Massieu, translated from French

The only people with whom you should try to get even are those who have helped you.  ~John E. Southard

Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving.  ~W.T. Purkiser

Source of Quotes
http://www.quotegarden.com/index.html

getting started the most important step

Success is the sum of small efforts, repeated day in and day out.
Robert Collier

Creating goals can be stressful. In fact, any kind of change can take a toll.  Mr. Collier here has the right idea.  Make a goal and then break it down into small steps.  Each small step will seem pretty do-able and then eventually you will be almost all the way there. 

Case in point, I had a client that knew eating breakfast would be helpful to her in her weight loss goals.  Unfortunately, she didn't like breakfast, didn't want to cook and was frankly, overwhelmed by the idea and how much weight she had to lose.  When I asked her if she could eat a cracker or two crackers every morning, rather than eat nothing, she laughed and said, "yes, but that doesn't count...does it?"  Sure it counts and then perhaps she could add a strawberry to that or a carrot stick and before she knew it we would be talking full fledged breakfast.  She realized that she could break each part of her strategy into smaller goals and this way it was much easier.

This can be done with any goal that you have.  Make the steps so silly and small it borders on ridiculous and then eventually you will be soaring through the steps.  Especially, if your goals are feel good goals rather than beat myself up goals.  I think that is how goal setting came to be regarded as not so fun.

Another fun way to create some success is to make a goal poster or vision board.  Collect some magazines, buy a glue stick and some poster board and get to work.  If you don't find a nice picture of what you want you can draw it or just write it in on the poster.  I have some posters where nearly everything on them has been achieved and it gives me such a good
feeling that I don't want to throw them out. 

Here is my vision board.  I have dreams that I am still working on.  In the center of the cork board is the word "JOY" in bright hot pink letters.  I can honestly say that I have a lot of joy in my life.  I have accomplished much that I wanted to and yet I am hungry for more.  I like the feeling of taking things off my board that are already done.  It feels good to survey the dreams on the board and think up bigger ones.  Whether or not you decide to take up this challenge and create a poster or board for you dreams and goals I will leave to you but I hope that you will keep the quote in mind.  You might find it helpful if you meet a challenge or an obstacle.

Susan

For your consideration

It was a high counsel that I once

heard given to a young person,

"Always do what you are afraid to do."

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Bucket List Item Line

I was driving home from work the other day and passed a PT Cruiser automobile.  Every time I see one it reminds me of my grandmother Lucille Audet (the coolest grandmother on the planet).  A few years ago, when Tracey and I were single ladies, we flew to Maine to help Mom and Dad at the Surry house.  Mom flew us into Manchester, New Hampshire and from there we rented a car.

While at the counter the rental car agent offered us a free upgrade and it turned out creating more than a few memorable moments.  It has been a long time since driving a car has been fun but I can tell you that bombing down the road in late September with the top down brought that feeling back.  Tracey and I were delighted by the looks we got and the enjoyment we got out of that rental.

In fact, we all did.  It was a very pretty car and as it turns out the perfect car for those fabulous Indian Summer days of New England.  It was especially well suited to take in the beautiful scenery along coastal Route 3. At one point in our trip we visited my grandparents at their home in Fairfield, Maine.  We had been invited to my Aunt Sarah's home for dinner and since we didn't know how to get there we were going to follow my grandparents. 

When my grandmother saw our rental car she informed me that she had always wanted to ride in a convertible so she came along with me while my sister rode with my grandfather.  I will always remember that day because it was a lot of fun to make that wish of hers come true.  I don't think that she has an actual bucket list but crossing that off of her list, real or in her head, was a grand moment for me.  If you frequently read my blog I hope that you have taken my advice and have actually written yours out.  Your grandchildren will thank you as they will be given ways to show you that they love you by helping you cross items off the list.  It will no doubt be as memorable for them as that day with my grandmother was for me.

I am still hoping to find pictures of myself in that car to include with this post.  That day and that event with my grandmother was not planned and the only camera we had with us did not work (FYI this is why you carry on your camera when flying and do not pack it in your suitcase).  I wish that had not been the case on this day because I would have treasured that picture.

Anyhow, happy adventuring blog readers

Susan

Which Are You?

..."The pessimist complains about the wind.
The optimist expects it to change.
The leader adjusts the sail."

John Maxwell


Evening in the Archipelago
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My Number One Dad

I hate to write a blog post in which I am bragging about how good I have it, but when it comes to my Dad, I guess I will need to make an exception.  When I needed my Dad, he came running and he has not left my side.  He takes care of my son overnights to ensure that I get good sleep and accompanies me to all of my doctors appointments, even if it means he has to sit in the waiting room.  Having so much support from him, the rest of my family and my many friends has made all the difference in my health.

My father's birthday is today and Mom came for a visit to help celebrate.  In true family tradition she made him his favorite homemade German Chocolate cake.  ( In our 5 piece family unit we were allowed to pick what ever kind of birthday cake we wanted...store bought or home made.  I always liked the store bought white cakes with white frosting and pretty frosting flowers.  These days I opt for cupcakes but that is a blog post for another day.) Over the years she has perfected the German Chocolate cake, as only the lucky few can attest, and I have to say that today it was pretty yummy.

My Dad is a kind hearted man whose greatest joy is his family.  He has told me that he had always wanted to be a Dad and very much enjoyed his children and still does.  When he receives a call from my brother or sister he cannot wait to share with me the good news.  Nowadays, he has fallen head over heels in love with my son and together they have great adventures.  It really does my heart good to see the two of them chuckling over a the TV program Shaun the Sheep or playing cars on the floor.

My son will be two years old next month.  Cancer has changed a lot about the way I have been able to parent my son.  Thanks to my Dad, my son has had lots of laughs, cuddles, and good times.  Between my husband and my Dad, my son has not suffered or been neglected in the least.  He has two homes, two sets of toys and two different partners in crime.  He has an adventure with my husband by day and then paints the town red with my Dad by night.

I could go on and on about my Dad but I will spare you an exceptionally long blog post.  I will just end this one by saying, Happy Birthday Dad!  You are my hero. 

Susan

Focus....on cancer....or.....Cancun?

Cancer is a scary word.  It strikes fear in the heart of the person who has just heard that diagnosis and then reverberates through the family.  It made me sad especially when I had to curtail some of my activities.  I wanted to be a successful and independent child for my parents.  I wanted my life filled with joy.  I wanted to open happy mail and not invoices for co pays and procedure costs.

Surviving Cancer is a full time job.  Your well meaning friends are concerned about what you eat and how often you exercise and how much medication the doctor prescribes.  My clients worry about getting me sick and are hesitant to come and see me if they have the sniffles. 

There are decisions that have to be made.  Organic or affordable.  Holistic or Traditional.  Radiation or Chemotherapy.  There is paperwork to read through so that you may be educated about your symptoms.  There are appointments to be made and kept.  With that comes with questions you must remember to ask.

In addition to all of this there is a son to raise.  A husband to love and partner with.  I have a family that need to spend time with me.  They are scared and feeling helpless and I need to reassure them that I feel supported by them.  Many of my family members live far away and cannot be here to cook for me or get a blanket for me when I am cold. My husband and I share a household that needs to be managed.  I have a business to run so that my student loans and bills can be paid.  I have to participate in my life all the while I am trying to save it.                      

I have been given an incredible gift.  The opportunity to trade the text I have written here for the photos that I have included.  I hope while trying to decipher the text you have been distracted by the pictures.  I am going to Cancun very soon.  I will leave this chaotic life for a week and have a chance to breath and reflect. 

I am going to leave cancer in Colorado and visit a tropical paradise because there were so many generous people who donated money to help get me there. I cannot track you down and be as generous to you as you have to me.  So many of you I do not know.  I will have to pay it forward.  I have a chance to recharge my batteries and then I can figure out ways to pass it on.  Feel free to send me ideas.

Thank you.  From the bottom of my heart I want you to know that this generous gift of yours comes at a time when I really needed a chance to get away and reconnect with the fighter inside.  I am tired and I need to refresh myself.  Thank you for allowing me to have this time with Roxanne.  Thank you for knowing that sometimes the best medicine is a chance to leave your circumstance and gain some perspective.  I will be better for this trip, so again I humbly thank you for what you have given.  I will be smiling and relaxing and with Roxanne's company I know that I will be laughing.

Susan