“Write your hurts in the sand. Carve your blessings in stone.” ~ Anonymous
Wow! As I reflect back on 2017, I’m amazed at all the blessings. Too many to count, that’s for sure.
Thank you, Susie Lindau, for hosting THE BLESSED PROJECT. Composing this post has been a blessing in itself. I’m in awe at how this year has played out.
I’ve been blessed by many ordinary little things, like friendly visitors on our back fence:
And some not-so-ordinary blessings such as the GAMMA Knife radiation treatment that targeted nine lesions in George’s brain without damaging the surrounding tissue.
Although this procedure wasn’t pleasant, George felt up to having our youngest daughter Suzee and her boyfriend Brett come visit us when we got home that afternoon. George even felt well enough to play his guitar for a bit.
The following week, the oncologist told us George had leptomeningeal disease, an aggressive cancer of the lining of the brain. We clung to tiny specks of hope. Any amount of hope is a huge blessing. So far I’ve only written about the beginning of the journey, Part 1.
Family members reached out and gave us strength, especially our four grown children. We’ve never been so proud of them.
Our five grandkids are full of laughter, amusing antics, and blessings galore.
We’ve been blessed by prayers and support from people all over the world. Kind words and well wishes nourish the soul.
Our oldest daughter April had moved to North Carolina in September 2016, so when she learned of her father’s diagnosis, she made plans to fly to California with her two children to spend quality time with “Gramps” while he was asymptomatic.
In the meantime, Suzee made arrangements for us to meet Brett’s parents. We went to a nice Mexican restaurant:
Later that night, Brett proposed to Suzee.
They decided to get married as soon as possible.
The wedding was planned for three weeks later, which was during April’s visit. Our niece Carrie graciously offered to hold the wedding in her backyard.
Due to heavy rain, tents were set up the night before the wedding. It was pouring, and a gust of wind blew one tent into the neighbor’s yard. It hit a car but didn’t do any damage! Crazy, huh? The rental company replaced the tent the morning of the wedding and then everything fell into place.
Suzee walked down the aisle to the theme song from the movie Forest Gump.
They danced to Sublime:
My dad is 84 and can dance like a whippersnapper and make people laugh while he’s at it:
A blessed day to rejoice, celebrate love and life and our expanding family.
In March, we were blessed by attending youngest grandchild’s baptism. Oh my goodness, so stinking cute!
In May, I got to go to the Madonna Inn in Santa Maria, California, for my niece’s bridal shower.
In July we hitched a ride to Cambria with Amy and family to attend our niece’s wedding.
A week after the wedding, my mother and father (pictured above with the bride and groom) celebrated 65 years of marriage.
In late July, we celebrated George’s 65th birthday. First, we went to lunch with our son Mike and his family.
Then we all went to a concert at the park, where our middle daughter Amy and her family joined us.
George and I celebrated 41 years of marriage in September. Amy invited us to go to Mammoth with her family and our son Mike for a four-day weekend in mid-September. They rented a pontoon boat for a few hours.
No, that’s not Maxine the cartoon character all bundled up. It’s me feeling blessed that the pontoon wasn’t rented for the whole day!
The next day we visited Devil’s Post Pile, a natural wonder of hexagon-shaped basaltic columns caused from lava and a glacier, fire and ice. A short, beautiful hike through nature’s wonderland is the best kind of blessing.
If you go to the 13:00 minute mark in the video below, you can view the hexagonal columns. Prior to that point in the video, it features the lovely hike to get there.
A few days after returning from Mammoth, we flew to gorgeous North Carolina to see April and her family. Son-in-law had to work, so we didn’t do much sight seeing. Instead, we taught the kids lots of games, put puzzles together, shared spooky stories while sitting around a fire pit, and told silly jokes.
Grammy: Where do ghosts live?
Grasshopper: I don’t know. Where?
Grammy: North Scare-o-lina!
October offered plenty of blessings, like carving funny-faced pumpkins and attending a Halloween party thrown by my writer friend, Marissa. Each person had to read a scary story or poem. What a blast!
December 2nd we got to go to a red-carpet themed party for our great-niece’s Sweet 16 birthday party.
As if all those blessings weren’t enough, April, her husband and the kids flew to California the first week of December and we got together at Amy’s to celebrate Thanksmas, a term Amy coined.
There are so many more blessings, but this post is long enough, so thank you for stopping in to visit. I wish you and your family endless peace, joy, and more blessings than you can shake a candy cane at.
I’d love to hear what some of your blessings are, what you’re looking forward to in the coming year, and if you need prayers or well wishes for a special intention, leave a comment and I’ll keep you in my thoughts.