Today mom got the call from her oncologist that the PET Scan done on Monday was all clear. A couple of weeks ago, mom had written in this blog that her tests came back cancer free and this was just the follow up (to check on the Lymph Nodes.) So, we are incredibly grateful for this report.
My sister Becky and her family made it home from Uruguay last week and it is wonderful to have them all back on the same continent. Her husband, Kevin leaves on the 30th of June for a one year position in Iraq. Becky will rent a home in Indiana for a year with the children. Then, they will move to Washington D.C. for 3 years so that their oldest, Tim, can graduate from the States. Laura, 11, just signed up for horseback riding lessons and will be starting the Swim Team at the YMCA with Anna, 8. Tim watched a soccer practice and plans to join.
The teenager cousins are all at Mom and Dad's church's Youth Camp. This is something they all look forward to all year and are thrilled that Tim can be a part of it this year too. What great memories spend summer break together. My brother Jim helps out there too, so they love having him there.
Jim and Becca are expecting their baby in September, all is going fine with that as they prepare Penny, 19mos, to be a big sister. I'm sure she will be lots of help.
Jeannie and Jeff continue to move forward as they adjust to the changes their jobs from the past few months. Joel, 15, conditions during the summer for football and even has some lawns that he mows in the area. He is going to a Young Life Camp in VA in the next few weeks. Jocelyn, almost 7, enjoys swimming, and gymnastics and is attending some local VBS in the area.
Life at the Raraigh Ranch is never dull. Alaina, 17, just got her Wisdom Teeth out this past week, and I am keeping my fingers crossed as I sent her with soft food and pain meds to Youth Camp. She works as a hostess at Kings Family Restaurant and has a summer babysitting job. She will be starting her Senior year at Lenape Tech and is taking Advertising and Digital Technology. She also is a band manager for the Freeport Marching Band. Nathan, 15, finished playing baseball for the JV team and is excited to start another year of marching band playing his trumpet. He was thrilled to be given a Trumpet 1 part this year. David and Devon, 9, are both playing Little League baseball and are loving it. June is a busy month for me at church as I prepare for VBS. We leave for vacation June 30 and can't wait to go to Ocean City! Dennis' job continues to be well.
We can't say enough about the prayers, well wishes, thoughts, meals, and help you have given our family over the past several months. "His Grace is sufficient," and we are learning daily to trust and love Him more. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
I Corinthians 4-9
4 I always thank my God for you because of his grace given you in Christ Jesus. 5 For in him you have been enriched in every way—with all kinds of speech and with all knowledge— 6 God thus confirming our testimony about Christ among you. 7 Therefore you do not lack any spiritual gift as you eagerly wait for our Lord Jesus Christ to be revealed. 8 He will also keep you firm to the end, so that you will be blameless on the day of our Lord Jesus Christ. 9 God is faithful, who has called you into fellowship with his Son, Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Friday, May 31, 2013
A note from Gingie
Dear Family and friends,
I have been wanting to write to you for so long. The kindnesses extended to Rod and I, by you, are unbelievable.
A month ago I was able to start to write individual thank yous. It was most upsetting to realize I had misplaced them which did not please me at all. I have your cards and notes as well as the list of treats, meals which we received. These tangible items were so touching. I am overwhelmed realizing the number of prayers offered . I am just not able to express thank you enough for your gentle touch to me in such a sweet way.
My family has been something else. They are quite good at patiently continuing to tell me of the comings and goings of four months of my life. Their care of me was so precious. I became a nurse to be able to care for them but they came to care for me.
Thank you. Each of them did what they could do. It makes a person get wet eyes!
Now to Him who able to keep you from falling.......... I have felt His peace from the day I got the Cancer diagnoses. I knew it was a possible diagnosis. I felt like I was stopped in my tracks. But today, following five full months of, I guess I will call it treatment, like they do, I was blessed by God with the news of no cancer today. I will be in for doctor visits every two to three months as well as reruns of many tests but for today ....He touched me. And how do I feel? Well, I have been blesssed more than I can say and I want to be sensitive to what he wants me to do from day to day.
May He bless you and keep you and keep His face shine on you. Love, Gingie
I have been wanting to write to you for so long. The kindnesses extended to Rod and I, by you, are unbelievable.
A month ago I was able to start to write individual thank yous. It was most upsetting to realize I had misplaced them which did not please me at all. I have your cards and notes as well as the list of treats, meals which we received. These tangible items were so touching. I am overwhelmed realizing the number of prayers offered . I am just not able to express thank you enough for your gentle touch to me in such a sweet way.
My family has been something else. They are quite good at patiently continuing to tell me of the comings and goings of four months of my life. Their care of me was so precious. I became a nurse to be able to care for them but they came to care for me.
Thank you. Each of them did what they could do. It makes a person get wet eyes!
Now to Him who able to keep you from falling.......... I have felt His peace from the day I got the Cancer diagnoses. I knew it was a possible diagnosis. I felt like I was stopped in my tracks. But today, following five full months of, I guess I will call it treatment, like they do, I was blessed by God with the news of no cancer today. I will be in for doctor visits every two to three months as well as reruns of many tests but for today ....He touched me. And how do I feel? Well, I have been blesssed more than I can say and I want to be sensitive to what he wants me to do from day to day.
May He bless you and keep you and keep His face shine on you. Love, Gingie
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Today's Testing
Hello All:
Gingie and I went to a Sigmoidoscopsy today. The visuals we saw indicated that there is still radiation inflammation and an ulcer. We have an appointment with the Dr. in two weeks to get a course of treatment for the ulcer. Will let you know more when we find details.
Thanks
Rodney
Gingie and I went to a Sigmoidoscopsy today. The visuals we saw indicated that there is still radiation inflammation and an ulcer. We have an appointment with the Dr. in two weeks to get a course of treatment for the ulcer. Will let you know more when we find details.
Thanks
Rodney
Friday, April 12, 2013
Note from Dad
I think that it is time for an update. Gingie is feeling better. Each day she seems to do a little more than the day before. She still tires quickly. The VNA stops once a week and her nurse is quite pleased with the progress. There will be scans and tests scheduled the first of the month to see how effective the treatments have been. I continue to pray that all the cancer cells are gone and the tissues completely heal.
We are told that all of us have cells that go rouge and become cancerous. Our immune system fights these off and they don’t grow. For reasons yet unknown, individual’s immunity is weakened and fails to eliminate these wild cells and cancer develops. There are lots of guesses about compromised immunity, but no hard facts. Gingie needs her immunity system restored to God’s perfect level. We are told the it might take up to a year.
My prayers now center on Gingie gaining weight and her blood counts increasing as the chemo continues to leave her systems.May God’s healing hand strengthen her and give her complete health quickly. Thanks to each of you for praying along side of us and holding us up when those tough times seemed oh so dark and gloomy. Our faith in God has only increased and as a family He has drawn us closer through this than we have ever been.
Thank you,
Rodney
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Easter Bunnies
Mom and Dad always made Easter special at our house. Well, looking back, I am not sure how much time and thought Dad really put into it, but I now understand how those things work. There was one big huge basket with lots of candy, mostly chocolates. Chocolate is one of Mom's favorite things, so come the "chocolate holidays," she never disappointed. There would be a nice assortment of Sarris Candy, sometimes a large peanut butter melt-away egg, M&M's, turtles, chocolate covered pretzels, maybe some Whoppers and some jelly beans.
Being a girl, we would often get a new Easter dress too. That was always a big deal. Things were different then. We wore a dress to church each Sunday and we weren't allowed to wear nude panty hose until we were 13. We would either wear tights or knee socks. We could break out the new white patton leather shoes or white sandles for Easter, but we didn't wear them again until after Memorial Day. We were allowed to wear make-up in 7th grade and were able to get our ears pierced in 8th. I don't remember real rules for shaving, there was just always the big lecture of "once you start, you'll have to keep on going and it will grow in darker and thicker like Daddy's whiskers " I remember one of my sisters trying to fib her way out of saying she didn't shave her legs, but the ring around the bathtub told otherwise. Yes, it is a surprise that wasn't me!
We had two Easters that had an extra surprise. The first, I don't remember the year, I would have been early elementary ages, we came out to the dining room table to find a white bunny with pink eyes in our basket. Three little girls fell in love with her right away (It was B.J. - before Jim). We named her Puffy. We were so excited to have a cute new pet to play with. Of course WE would feed it and clean the cage. HA! I do remember helping to paint her cage and we had to move the cage around the yard to give it fresh grass spots. Puffy really do much, but lay there - she got so fat and lazy, she even forgot how to hop!
We all were excited for the time that we found out that Puffy was going to have babies! (Now that I think about it, I am very surprised that Dad agreed to that and I don't know where she even met her boyfriend, she was usually gated up on her own!) Well, we watched as she got ready to be a mommy. We were amazed how she pulled the hair from under her chin to make a nice soft nest for her new baby bunnies. It was very exciting. What colors would they be, would any of them be white with pink eyes like her? How many would she have? Oh the tension and the thrill was so thick you could almost taste it! Finally the day came that we found out that she had her babies. I don't really remember the time frame, I imagine it all happened pretty quick, but dad, not always being the most sensitive, told us that none of the babies made it. Puffy ate all her babies! "EWWW!!! GROSSS!!!!! She ate them? Why would she do that?" Then the science teacher in him came out. He explained how sometimes that just happens. (I don't really remember his words.) I do remember him telling us thought that maybe she was a "special needs bunny." He said that her parents probably were brother and sister and she just didn't have the right things in her for her to be a mom. What is a child suppose to to with those thoughts?
Now that I think about it all, I have no idea how he would have know that, and I feel bad thinking that all these years we had a retarded bunny.
Several years later, Puffy had passed, and one Easter morning, another white bunny with pink eyes waited for us all, including Jimmy, in our Easter Basket. Jimmy named this one, Softy. I am guessing by the name, Jim would have been around 3. Mom had bigger plans for Softy. She had heard that some rabbits can be indoor pets, but they were super expensive, so we would just train this one. She thought it would look so cute of have a little black Poodle, Tosh, and a white bunny, Softy, greet you at the top of the stairs when you walked into our house. "All you have to do is train it to use the liter box. It will always go back to the same spot to do it's business. Well, yes that is true, it did go to the back bathroom liter box to go potty, but it also went in other places around the house. He also would like to hop behind the stereo system and that wasn't a big deal, until something would just stop working and dad would find the wires chewed and frayed. I am sure that didn't warm his heart to have to continually be repairing wires, but I am pretty sure the last straw to Softy being an indoor bunny was one of his "spots" that he would return to in order to do his business. You know, as a child one of the most comforting and secure spots was right between mom and dad in bed. Softy must have agreed too. He also loved that little dip between the pillows on their bed. Yes, after that, Softy was an outdoor rabbit.
Yesterday was a day of rejoicing. We all went to Jeannie's house for Easter dinner. Grandma Allshouse was there too and mom looked great. She had on a new pair of jeans, a fleece vest and shirt (my guess is from LL Bean!) Her hair was beautiful - still there. Her color looks a lot better than the last time I saw her. Dad even put on a nice dress shirt for the family gathering. A good rule of thumb for dad to follow would be "if you got it free, like for giving blood, some kind of special varmint control, or our old high school musicals, - probably isn't appropriate for a nice family gathering. Not that there is anything wrong with varmint control, I'm all for it...just saying...
I made the ham, Becca made the salad, and Jeannie made the potatoes, veggies and rolls. In the corner, I spotted a familiar Tupperware container. It was one mom always put her cookies in. In the clear bottom, were round tan objects with black spots. "Could it be? Are those the famous homemade chocolate chip cookies?" When I questioned, the answer was "YES!" Mom and Dad together made cookies. It was perfect.
When we were finished with our meal, but were all still at the table, the phone rang and made the evening complete. We all talked to Becky on speaker phone at the table for about 45 minutes. We all can't wait for the summer when we will all be together and for the year she and her kids will have in Indiana, with us all as a family.
Easter Sunday and Mom finally went to church. What a day to make it back for the first time! She still needs to be careful with germs, but she is able to get out. She will be scheduling times for visitors to stop by as she still tires easily and it can be very overwhelming. Please call or text her if you would like to visit.
We can not thank you enough for all your thought, kind words, meals but especially your prayers. Please continue to pray for complete healing.
Being a girl, we would often get a new Easter dress too. That was always a big deal. Things were different then. We wore a dress to church each Sunday and we weren't allowed to wear nude panty hose until we were 13. We would either wear tights or knee socks. We could break out the new white patton leather shoes or white sandles for Easter, but we didn't wear them again until after Memorial Day. We were allowed to wear make-up in 7th grade and were able to get our ears pierced in 8th. I don't remember real rules for shaving, there was just always the big lecture of "once you start, you'll have to keep on going and it will grow in darker and thicker like Daddy's whiskers " I remember one of my sisters trying to fib her way out of saying she didn't shave her legs, but the ring around the bathtub told otherwise. Yes, it is a surprise that wasn't me!
We had two Easters that had an extra surprise. The first, I don't remember the year, I would have been early elementary ages, we came out to the dining room table to find a white bunny with pink eyes in our basket. Three little girls fell in love with her right away (It was B.J. - before Jim). We named her Puffy. We were so excited to have a cute new pet to play with. Of course WE would feed it and clean the cage. HA! I do remember helping to paint her cage and we had to move the cage around the yard to give it fresh grass spots. Puffy really do much, but lay there - she got so fat and lazy, she even forgot how to hop!
We all were excited for the time that we found out that Puffy was going to have babies! (Now that I think about it, I am very surprised that Dad agreed to that and I don't know where she even met her boyfriend, she was usually gated up on her own!) Well, we watched as she got ready to be a mommy. We were amazed how she pulled the hair from under her chin to make a nice soft nest for her new baby bunnies. It was very exciting. What colors would they be, would any of them be white with pink eyes like her? How many would she have? Oh the tension and the thrill was so thick you could almost taste it! Finally the day came that we found out that she had her babies. I don't really remember the time frame, I imagine it all happened pretty quick, but dad, not always being the most sensitive, told us that none of the babies made it. Puffy ate all her babies! "EWWW!!! GROSSS!!!!! She ate them? Why would she do that?" Then the science teacher in him came out. He explained how sometimes that just happens. (I don't really remember his words.) I do remember him telling us thought that maybe she was a "special needs bunny." He said that her parents probably were brother and sister and she just didn't have the right things in her for her to be a mom. What is a child suppose to to with those thoughts?
Now that I think about it all, I have no idea how he would have know that, and I feel bad thinking that all these years we had a retarded bunny.
Several years later, Puffy had passed, and one Easter morning, another white bunny with pink eyes waited for us all, including Jimmy, in our Easter Basket. Jimmy named this one, Softy. I am guessing by the name, Jim would have been around 3. Mom had bigger plans for Softy. She had heard that some rabbits can be indoor pets, but they were super expensive, so we would just train this one. She thought it would look so cute of have a little black Poodle, Tosh, and a white bunny, Softy, greet you at the top of the stairs when you walked into our house. "All you have to do is train it to use the liter box. It will always go back to the same spot to do it's business. Well, yes that is true, it did go to the back bathroom liter box to go potty, but it also went in other places around the house. He also would like to hop behind the stereo system and that wasn't a big deal, until something would just stop working and dad would find the wires chewed and frayed. I am sure that didn't warm his heart to have to continually be repairing wires, but I am pretty sure the last straw to Softy being an indoor bunny was one of his "spots" that he would return to in order to do his business. You know, as a child one of the most comforting and secure spots was right between mom and dad in bed. Softy must have agreed too. He also loved that little dip between the pillows on their bed. Yes, after that, Softy was an outdoor rabbit.
Yesterday was a day of rejoicing. We all went to Jeannie's house for Easter dinner. Grandma Allshouse was there too and mom looked great. She had on a new pair of jeans, a fleece vest and shirt (my guess is from LL Bean!) Her hair was beautiful - still there. Her color looks a lot better than the last time I saw her. Dad even put on a nice dress shirt for the family gathering. A good rule of thumb for dad to follow would be "if you got it free, like for giving blood, some kind of special varmint control, or our old high school musicals, - probably isn't appropriate for a nice family gathering. Not that there is anything wrong with varmint control, I'm all for it...just saying...
I made the ham, Becca made the salad, and Jeannie made the potatoes, veggies and rolls. In the corner, I spotted a familiar Tupperware container. It was one mom always put her cookies in. In the clear bottom, were round tan objects with black spots. "Could it be? Are those the famous homemade chocolate chip cookies?" When I questioned, the answer was "YES!" Mom and Dad together made cookies. It was perfect.
When we were finished with our meal, but were all still at the table, the phone rang and made the evening complete. We all talked to Becky on speaker phone at the table for about 45 minutes. We all can't wait for the summer when we will all be together and for the year she and her kids will have in Indiana, with us all as a family.
Easter Sunday and Mom finally went to church. What a day to make it back for the first time! She still needs to be careful with germs, but she is able to get out. She will be scheduling times for visitors to stop by as she still tires easily and it can be very overwhelming. Please call or text her if you would like to visit.
We can not thank you enough for all your thought, kind words, meals but especially your prayers. Please continue to pray for complete healing.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
It Is Well With My Soul
A great weekend was had by all! The OGF (Old Girl Friends) didn't disappoint and was just what the doctor ordered. They got Eat n Park To-Go, pizza, enjoyed homemade brownies, watched movies and even gave each other pedicures!
Dad's weekend was a bit different, campfires, family, reading, kids, target shooting, walks in the woods and eating ice cream sandwiches. Again, exactly what the doctor ordered. When mom called him at camp, Sunday morning, his comment was, "she sounded just like she did before, her voice was normal again." That was very good news.
I called yesterday, Monday, and had awful timing. Her upbeat and cheery voice answered the phone, but she told me that all the nurses just walked in, so I called back later. She is getting along well, and passing all her tests with flying colors. The home health nurse, PT and Occupational Therapy all observed her in her new normal routine: taking a bath, getting dressed, making herself something to eat and even doing a bit of laundry. They all gave her high scores and will re-evaluate if their services are still needed. She told me that she had put a pair of jeans on yesterday for the first time. They were not painful for her to wear and she felt more like a modern lady not an old grandma that has to wear pants with elastic. ( I remember after having a baby or after foot/knee surgeries how good it felt not to wear the pants that you HAVE to wear, but what you WANT to wear!) She was so excited and I could tell she felt good wearing them. She said she feels no pain while wearing them as she did before as the seam lays right on the tailbone.
She still tires easily and was ready to take a nap after they left and was done "performing" for them all. We are enjoying being able to make Easter plans and mom commented that she can't wait to hug the kids! She has missed them. I have to admit that I am looking forward to making dinner plans and thinking about what I am going to cook, not so much the care and aid of my mom. I will do that again in a minute, but this is much more fun.
Dad had commented when we were away at camp how close we have all become as a family through all this. It is a different kind of relationship when you are there for each other like we have been. We have laughed, cried, have been concerned and relieved. We have had amazing doctors that we swear must have photographic memories that make us feel like she is the only patient they have or will ever have, and we have had doctors that we are ready to report to someone...yeah, who do we report them to? Some of the nurses and aides we have felt to be like family and the first question we would ask when we would call is, "who is the nurse on today," and ones that would come in, shut the door and sit down and talk to us about her care and they weren't even on duty with her.
The end of April will be further testing to see how her treatments have affected the tumor. Please pray that it is 100% GONE! She is still having some discomfort from the tissue and area involved and radiation's side effects. Dr. Raminini, her oncologist, told her that this was the worse case of this type of cancer that he had ever seen. We are hopeful that she is on the down side of this all and are claiming healing for her.
This week is Holy Week. This week is the base of our Christian faith the WHY we believe what we believe. This week we are reminded of Christ's sacrifice He made for us. We were reminded of his triumphant entrance into Jerusalem as we celebrated Palm Sunday and were reminded to call him "Blessed" because he comes in the Name of the Lord! We look toward taking the cup and the bread as it was His body and His blood that were given for us. Friday, the day the cross, carried for each of us, our sins, the pain He endured so that if we confess with our lips and believe in our hearts, we too can live forever with Him in heaven. Easter Sunday a day of rejoicing for our Resurrected Savior!
This experience with my mom, her journey has forced us to stare in the face, death. None of us know the day or hour, but we have to be ready, no matter what. I am thankful for one more day with my mom. I rejoice in the fact that whatever day it may be, SHE knows where and why she will go when her time comes. I am thankful for a family that comes together in a time of wonder, and pain and friends that are willing to hold us all up as we travel the journey. And in my dad's words I close. "It is well with my soul." Amen.
Dad's weekend was a bit different, campfires, family, reading, kids, target shooting, walks in the woods and eating ice cream sandwiches. Again, exactly what the doctor ordered. When mom called him at camp, Sunday morning, his comment was, "she sounded just like she did before, her voice was normal again." That was very good news.
I called yesterday, Monday, and had awful timing. Her upbeat and cheery voice answered the phone, but she told me that all the nurses just walked in, so I called back later. She is getting along well, and passing all her tests with flying colors. The home health nurse, PT and Occupational Therapy all observed her in her new normal routine: taking a bath, getting dressed, making herself something to eat and even doing a bit of laundry. They all gave her high scores and will re-evaluate if their services are still needed. She told me that she had put a pair of jeans on yesterday for the first time. They were not painful for her to wear and she felt more like a modern lady not an old grandma that has to wear pants with elastic. ( I remember after having a baby or after foot/knee surgeries how good it felt not to wear the pants that you HAVE to wear, but what you WANT to wear!) She was so excited and I could tell she felt good wearing them. She said she feels no pain while wearing them as she did before as the seam lays right on the tailbone.
She still tires easily and was ready to take a nap after they left and was done "performing" for them all. We are enjoying being able to make Easter plans and mom commented that she can't wait to hug the kids! She has missed them. I have to admit that I am looking forward to making dinner plans and thinking about what I am going to cook, not so much the care and aid of my mom. I will do that again in a minute, but this is much more fun.
Dad had commented when we were away at camp how close we have all become as a family through all this. It is a different kind of relationship when you are there for each other like we have been. We have laughed, cried, have been concerned and relieved. We have had amazing doctors that we swear must have photographic memories that make us feel like she is the only patient they have or will ever have, and we have had doctors that we are ready to report to someone...yeah, who do we report them to? Some of the nurses and aides we have felt to be like family and the first question we would ask when we would call is, "who is the nurse on today," and ones that would come in, shut the door and sit down and talk to us about her care and they weren't even on duty with her.
The end of April will be further testing to see how her treatments have affected the tumor. Please pray that it is 100% GONE! She is still having some discomfort from the tissue and area involved and radiation's side effects. Dr. Raminini, her oncologist, told her that this was the worse case of this type of cancer that he had ever seen. We are hopeful that she is on the down side of this all and are claiming healing for her.
This week is Holy Week. This week is the base of our Christian faith the WHY we believe what we believe. This week we are reminded of Christ's sacrifice He made for us. We were reminded of his triumphant entrance into Jerusalem as we celebrated Palm Sunday and were reminded to call him "Blessed" because he comes in the Name of the Lord! We look toward taking the cup and the bread as it was His body and His blood that were given for us. Friday, the day the cross, carried for each of us, our sins, the pain He endured so that if we confess with our lips and believe in our hearts, we too can live forever with Him in heaven. Easter Sunday a day of rejoicing for our Resurrected Savior!
This experience with my mom, her journey has forced us to stare in the face, death. None of us know the day or hour, but we have to be ready, no matter what. I am thankful for one more day with my mom. I rejoice in the fact that whatever day it may be, SHE knows where and why she will go when her time comes. I am thankful for a family that comes together in a time of wonder, and pain and friends that are willing to hold us all up as we travel the journey. And in my dad's words I close. "It is well with my soul." Amen.
Friday, March 22, 2013
OGF to Visit
Mom has been getting a little better everyday. She still is having some pain, but it is manageable with some pain meds and Tylenol. She is eating and is gaining her strength back walking around the house. She has even made herself something to eat at times! That is a really big deal. She saw her doctor today. Her WBC is 2.8. Please pray that this continues to raise. He said it is close enough to the magic number (3) to not get the Neupogen shot. Her potassium is now normal, so she no longer needs that supplement - one less thing to take!
This weekend was one we have been looking forward to and talking about for a while. Mom's friends, OGF (old girl friends - friends from high school - the gals she went to Hawaii with) are staying with her for the weekend. Our family, on my dad's side, once a year goes to my Aunt Jan's camp, King Camp, by Lockhaven, PA. This is that weekend. I talked to Jeannie today while she was at my parent's house and I could hear chatting and giggling. Perfect. Just what the doctor ordered!
Please pray that this weekend is healing for us all! My dad needs to get lots of rest. Please pray that the laughter and memories made w/ the OGF can also be a different kind of healing for my mom. We can all use some fresh air to the situation.
This weekend was one we have been looking forward to and talking about for a while. Mom's friends, OGF (old girl friends - friends from high school - the gals she went to Hawaii with) are staying with her for the weekend. Our family, on my dad's side, once a year goes to my Aunt Jan's camp, King Camp, by Lockhaven, PA. This is that weekend. I talked to Jeannie today while she was at my parent's house and I could hear chatting and giggling. Perfect. Just what the doctor ordered!
Please pray that this weekend is healing for us all! My dad needs to get lots of rest. Please pray that the laughter and memories made w/ the OGF can also be a different kind of healing for my mom. We can all use some fresh air to the situation.
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