I found the way to keep my previous blogs available…in the sidebar there is an archive tab that will take you to all of the ones that I have posted in August.

My kids are great.  I am drawing so much strength from them during this trial.  It is striking to me that they are so innocent and yet so wise.  Friday night we ventured out with all three boys…Hannah was at a friend’s house. We discussed our options, bowling, skating, putt putt, or a movie.  They were concerned about my bowling ability, and skating was definitely out.  I offered to sit and watch whatever they chose but they wouldn’t consider it.  They wanted me to be a part of whatever we did.  It was a precious sensitive moment.  We decided to go see a movie.  They wanted to see Nacho Libre, so off we went.  William had seen it before and thought I would like it because it had some romance…how thoughtful of him.  Anyway, it was a pretty stupid movie…a boy movie with lots of physical comedy that isn’t exactly my favorite. But I loved watching them laugh.  I loved being together with them.  After the movie William said he noticed I didn’t think the movie was very funny and he said we should have picked a movie that I would have liked more.  It was sweet.  I assured him that this movie was fine and that I had an excellent time with all my boys.

Today Peter informed me that his friends don’t know anything about cancer…as if he is the expert.  They told him that they would be there for him since I was going through chemosurgery.  He laughed at how silly they were as he corrected them and told them it was chemotherapy.  One friend said that at least I didn’t have to have chemio.  Peter had to explain that it is chemo…not chemio.  He thought the whole thing was so funny.  I asked him if he straightened them out and he said he had explained it all to them.  I would have liked to be a fly on the wall for that!

Every time Bill pulls the car up to the door to pick me up, Aaron opens the door and helps me in.  Peter washed the dishes by hand today.  William cleaned the toy closet.  Hannah offered to go grocery shopping for me.  She drives every one where they need to be…thank God she can drive. 

You raise your kids and hope that they turn out well.  You use all of your skills and a lot of prayer to get them through. As a parent sometimes you wonder if they learned anything about consideration or cooperation. You think they may never grow up to be responsible adults. But then you see it; character…shining through in the tough moments.  It breaks through and you are surprised and elated that they got it.  They have been listening after all. It is such a blessing to have them reach out to me now.  I am a blessed woman.