May 10, 2012
Anxious thoughts come to me. In the darkness they invade my mind and I make a conscious effort to place them where they belong; at the feet of the Cross. I cannot let fear and anxious thoughts come against me. They come to defeat my hope. From the first day the news of my cancer reached the ears of those who care about me cards containing well wishes and prayers have been sent. Only one day in over a month was the mailbox void of any cards.The shoe box that once housed them became too small because so many have been sent. I pull cards out and re-read the words people have written. I read the emails again and some blog comments. My heart soaks up the good wishes and prayers like a sponge. Their words quiet and comfort me. Tomorrow my son will sit beside me as the cocktail of drugs; designed to attack my cancer cells is administered for the first time. I know this portion of my journey will be difficult; both emotionally and physically. I remind myself; my entire family is being bathed in prayer.Now the real battle begins.