When my dad stopped treatment for his pancreatic cancer in
December because it wasn't helping, he set a goal to be alive for his 70th
birthday. Dad was 68 when he was diagnosed with this cancer and he's fought it
for a lot longer than most people ever get the chance to. I am proud to say
that today my dad turns 70 and tonight, my boys and I are celebrating with the
rest of my family. We know this birthday is extra special and we are so
thrilled that Dad set that goal and is here for this big day! Happy Birthday to
my dad, so incredibly blessed to be celebrating this day with him
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Fighting the Good Fight
Dad has to give his sermons sitting down now, but he's still giving them and for that, I am thankful. What a fighter this man is. I'm so proud to be his daughter.
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Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Just Thankful
Today I am simply just thankful for being able to see you tonight, Dad and to eat dinner with you. While I am almost 100% certain you will not like what I've cooked (you love tuna and noodles, but unfortunately the only type of noodle I cook with is a whole wheat noodle and I am pretty sure you won't eat that.:) I am still forever thankful just to see you and be with you, if even for a bit.
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Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Thankful for Dad's Healthy Years
Today I am grateful and thankful to have a dad, who until being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer over a year ago, was never sick. My dad was the healthiest man I knew, even hiking the Grand Canyon not too long before his diagnosis. So, while I am so angry that at only 69, my dad's time with us is limited, I must remind myself to be thankful for all of the extremely healthy years my dad had before pancreatic cancer struck.
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Monday, January 7, 2013
Thankful for Mom and Dad's Marriage
Today I am thankful to have a dad who never left Mom's side during her 40+ years journey with HCM. Dad and Mom went through a lot together with her HCM. More trips to Mayo than I can count, Mom's open heart surgery over 30 years ago, a sudden cardiac arrest, so many hospitalizations, a heart transplant, biopsies and more. Dad has been a wonderful caregiver to Mom (well, as much as she would allow to be cared for :) Together Mom and Dad made this journey into something positive. Dad's been a great role model to Matt as we have embarked on my HCM journey, though with a much different path than Mom's took (so far. Thank goodness. And, Matt's and my trips to Mayo are always fun getaways for us!).
Now Mom is becoming the caregiver to Dad as he battles pancreatic cancer and I know that all he's done for Mom in the last 40+ years will come back full-circle and for that, not only am I thankful, but I see just how blessed my parents are to have the marriage that they have had.
Now Mom is becoming the caregiver to Dad as he battles pancreatic cancer and I know that all he's done for Mom in the last 40+ years will come back full-circle and for that, not only am I thankful, but I see just how blessed my parents are to have the marriage that they have had.
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Sunday, January 6, 2013
Thanks for Not Talking
Today I am thankful for a request Dad had of me as I was growing up, the request that I not talk during dinner until I was finished eating, because otherwise I would simply sit there, chattering away, and not eat my dinner. At the time I remember thinking that was such a mean request and how could my dad NOT want to hear my voice? But now as a parent of a chatterbox, and I do mean a chatterbox, I can see why Dad asked that in the first place.
I'm pretty sure though it wasn't really because I wouldn't eat, it was because my endless talking may or may not have grated on his nerves and he just wanted to eat in peace. Though I've not yet requested that of the chatterbox in my home, I totally get why he did it. :)
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Saturday, January 5, 2013
Thankful for a Father/Daughter Dance
This photo captures a great memory of my wedding so many years ago, it's of Dad and me during the Father/Daughter dance. You can't tell it in this picture so much, but I was bawling throughout the entire dance and of course, in my father's typical fashion, he kept saying to me, "Why are you crying? This is a happy time." This in turn made me laugh and then cry. Today I am thankful for having this dance with my dad. I realize that not every girl who gets married is lucky enough to get to dance with her dad at her wedding and this picture will be a memory I carry with me forever.
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