It's been a really long time since our family has talked about the "C" word . . . Cancer. It's seemed as though we had all had enough and we didn't have to worry or think about cancer anymore. Our family has traveled this painful and difficult path before. In February 2006 our truly remarkable brother-in-law, Lamont, was diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer. Six weeks later, our beautiful sister-in-law, Stacy, was diagnosed with breast cancer and just months after that, Dad was diagnosed with bladder cancer. How could one family be expected to fight such an ominous and terrible disease??
In May 2007, Lamont courageously and valiantly lost his battle with pancreatic cancer and his loss is felt each and every day in our family. After fighting a tremendous fight, Stacy's cancer is now in remission and she graciously lives her life helping and serving others. Dad's cancer along with his bladder was removed in September 2007 and as he puts it, "they left him holding the bag". He has an exterior ostemy bag connected to a stoma and he loves to tell you (over and over) how he's left holding the bag.
Almost three years to the date of Lamont's passing, the dreaded "C" word has come into our lives again. Today, Dad found out that he has bone cancer. The words don't even seem real, it's difficult to even write them down or say them out loud. This blog is my small and somewhat feeble attempt to try and make sense of it all and to do my best to keep everyone who loves my father updated on his condition.
I truly pray that I will able to share thoughts clearly and confidently and dedicate this blog to my loving and amazing father.
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