It’s been two months to plan the course.
It’s been two weeks to prepare his body.
And now, this morning, there are zero days left to wait.
Today, for the second time in his fast, yet long nine years, my precious boy will start treatment for a cancer.
The second cancer.
The second time this second cancer has showed up in his body in these last ten months.
The first time Chase fought cancer, passage was was measured in months and marked with the times we nearly lost him.
This second time Chase will fight is measured in mere days, but it is marked already with a profound separation.
There have been so many tears – of grief, anger, frustration, fear, pain, and sometimes even joy. But the thing with the tears is that after they rain down, they dry up.
And then hope comes again.
BECAUSE CANCER IS NEVER THE END OF THE STORY.
This is not what we would choose, but we move into it, knowing that even in our separation, we are never alone.
We are heartbroken, yet peaceful.
It is time.
We are ready.
Moment by moment.
Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning.
Psalm 30:5b
He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain.
Revelation 21:4b
**After ten months of diagnosis and fifteen days of preparation, while the rest of the 4th graders round out their last few hours in their corner classroom, Chase will lay in a corner hospital room and swallow radioactive iodine, thereby rendering him a radioactive danger to those he loves – for the sake of cancer eradication. For the next 5-7 days, Chase and anything he touches will be living in a prolonged state of separation (both in the hospital and at another location) in which he must remain at least six feet from all other people – until such time as he is officially “cleared”. Please pray for Chase and our family as we walk into the unknown.**
Kurt & I will be praying that Chase comes thru this with flying colors. Please tell him we are thinking of him. We love you Chase & we are Chase Strong!
We do not know each other, and will most likely never meet this side of heaven. I heard about your son, Chase, through Shelly Wildman’s blog (I believe you live in the same neighborhood?). I KNOW that God hears our prayer. And I KNOW that NOTHING is too difficult for Him. I AM PRAYING FOR YOUR SON AND FOR YOU. God is holding you both in the palm of His mighty hand. Trust Him. For even in the midst of the fire, He is still good. He never fails. Rest in His goodness. Praying for healing and strength and perfect peace that passes all understanding . KEEP YOUR EYES ON JESUS.
There are no words
We had a very different journey last year, but it has given me a very different heart and mind toward cancer.
My journey ( tannerteam.blogspot.com justbenme October 2018 ) brought many responses… many have tasted , felt the pain.
After reading your page, again, the best I can do is pray.
My desire is to do it often
Blessings to you, dear Mother of this precious one, Kathy