Back to reality

This week has been one of the longest of my life. I arrived home from California on sunday evening. My sister's neck surgery had not gone as planned and that meant Aunt Amy was on Hannah duty. I love that little girl more than anything in the world but she is a handful! Sarah came home on monday, but still couldn't lift anything over 5 pounds. Hannah weighs a lot more than that, so I've been carrying her around all week. Wednesday I had to go to the doctor, and was told I needed to have some more tests run. Back to school on thursday just in time to discover that the sub had done almost nothing that I asked. I had the second test Friday. It was painful and awful, and my sister threw up in the middle of it! We are a wonderful pair.

I was stressing about my health this week and all the "what ifs?" that come with waiting for test results, and my aunt reminded me that although I couldn't change the results, I could change my thinking. I had a choice. I could continue to remind myself that my aunt and uncle had recently been diagnosed with cancer, and this things come in threes, or I could find hope. Psalms 23 says, "Ye, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. For thou art with me, thou rod and staff they comfort me." I'm not alone.

Good news! Jennifer and I just bought Bon Jovi tickets for July. It's in Wyoming but what's 1500 miles!

It's my life. It's now or never.
I ain't gonna live forever.
I just want to live while I'm alive.
It's my life.
My heart is like the open highway.
Like Frankie said I did it my way.
I just want to live while I'm alive.
It's my life.

Jon BonJovi and Richie Sambora