- Peace for Shawn and I, for Kyle and Miranda and Braden and Connor, for our parents and siblings and nieces and nephews and inner circle friends watching and hurting as we go through this
- that God would keep soft our children's hearts toward Him through all the emotions of this hard journey
- strength and stamina; physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually
- that the cancer shrinks to gone, gone, gone!
- gentle side effects to this second round of chemo
- family unity, harmony, love, strength, joy, happiness
- anything else you feel God puts on your heart

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Slow climb

I'm here. Energy is just not coming back. Wanting to update you but just so darn physically and mentally weary. Sitting on the deck, watching my kids play, I am in tears. Laying on the bed, flopped down from the exhaustion of getting up the stairs, tears can't come, too weary. Good moments in each day but just not seeming to perk up or regain strength very quickly this time around. Or barely at all. It is expected but nothing can prepare a person for what this is. It's really that surreal.

I'm here and in thinking of you. Smile and enjoy the day, k?


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  2. I'm looking forward to seeing your energy return. Give your body the time it needs to recuperate. You've been through so much.
    Love you Kris!

  3. Rest rest rest.... your strength will return! You are doing so well at listening to your body.
    Steven Curtis Chapman sings it best (HIS STRENGTH IS PERFECT):

    I can do all things
    Through Christ who gives me strength,
    But sometimes I wonder what He can do through me;
    No great success to show, No glory on my own,
    Yet in my weakness He is there to let me know . . .

    His strength is perfect when our strength is gone;
    He’ll carry us when we can’t carry on.
    Raised in His power, the weak become strong;
    His strength is perfect, His strength is perfect.

    We can only know
    The power that He holds
    When we truly see how deep our weakness goes;
    His strength in us begins
    Where ours comes to an end.
    He hears our humble cry and proves again . . .

    I love you Kris! HUGS,


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