If anyone can cram life’s meaning into one Meme, it’s Maya Angelou. The words in this Meme have passed through my life at some point and time.
Have a splendid day beautiful souls! xx
And only wear one catcher’s mitt, so you can throw some things back. Much love. xx Barb. xx
I’ve had the stereo on everyday since my daughter’s been gone. At first it was for extra sound. Then I began to feel God’s love through the music.
This song says, there’s never been a moment that I was not loved by Him, but it doesn’t always seem that way. My daughter is on a very long and full flight home today, but she made the comment, “I feel so alone.” I know she’s not, and I pray that God will place someone in her path to bring her comfort.
So where could I go that I could wander from your sight
And where could I run and never leave behind
Your all consuming
Never ending love
There’s never been a moment, no
We might lose sight of Him, but He never loses sight of us. I hope you can feel His love in the music.
Enjoy your Sunday beautiful souls.
Much love to you! ~ Barb xx
Lastnight was the first night since the port placement that I didn’t sleep sitting up. I was tired of that position, so I curled up in a ball on my left side, and woke up with no pain.
I was scared to lay that way. The left side is where the tumor, and port live for now. It felt so good to lay the way I would normally sleep. God had His arms around me through the night.
This entire journey, has been ‘doing it afraid.’ I was terrified what the mammogram would show. Then came the biopsy, where I laid on the table and wept. It hurt like hell. It wasn’t the procedure itself, I believe it was the doctor. If you have the right people in your path, this should not be painful. They are there to ease your pain darling, and care for you.
So today was the day beauties. The day the bandage was to come off from the port placement. I was so scared to pull it off. Having no clue what it was going to look like underneath. Let me just say, I’ve always been a wuss when it comes to bandages and needles. Welp…That is fading fast. Every part of the journey makes us stronger and better.
The fear of the unknown is what it was. Not knowing for sure what it was going to look like once the bandage was off. It was nothing like I had imagined. It was merely stitches, in skin, and a slight lump where the port is resting. As I stood before the mirror, pulling at the adhesive, repeating, “God help me,” it was nothing to fear at all. He had it all planned.
Tomorrow I start Chemo, but at this point, there is less fear. God has traveled this road before me, and He will be there tomorrow as well. Thank you for your love and prayers Beautiful Souls. Much love to you.