It's The Little Things

The things that really matter. Really make memories. It's the little things.  I read a FB post from a new grandma about always rocking your babies because the laundry and dishes will always be there and the babies won't. That is so true.  I'm guilty of the rush - rush attitude all the time. And it stinks. I have to remind myself all the time to slow down. Sometimes it works & sometimes I think "there is always tomorrow".  Unfortunately not always. My moms dad was recently diagnosed with lung cancer just by chance.  He also has bladder cancer that has eaten through the wall. Yesterday the MRI results showed brain cancer too.   They have been told there is no cure & treatment will most likely make his quality of very poor. The prognosis is 2-4 months.  It's been a whirlwind of shock & disbelief. Other than being tired, He hasn't been sick.  I have never seen him cry. When we left to come home last week he literally fell into my grandmothers arms sobbing.  They have been married 60 years. 2 kids. 6 grandkids & 13 great-grandkids.  He says he's not scared. He's worried. About my grandma being alone and about all of us and what our memories of him are. He is worried he wasn't a good enough husband, dad, grandpa & great grandpa.  That makes me sad. The thought of him not being here makes me sad but the thought of him worrying about us makes me more sad. So today I'm taking his lead & following his example because I have been reminded all too well that we are not promised tomorrow.  

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*Well we managed to keep sickness away for the most part of "flu season" and now I've had 2 down in 48 hours :(  Sis ran a temp Sat & Sun (104 @ one point) and now little man is home after he lost his breakfast. Fun stuff! All is good though, he is up and playing already.
*My papa here is going on Hospice. Its a good thing. He's ready and my grandmother needs more help than we can give her.
*My papa in TX was diagnosed with lung cancer yesterday. Still waiting on all the details but right now they think he is a good surgical candidate. My mom has just about had all she can take. She's a VERY strong person & never, ever loses control. But I can see it coming. And when it hits, its going to hit hard.
*One of my classes was only 8 weeks so it is over for the semester. I would say I feel a little bit lost without as much school work but so far I'm able to stay busy ;) I ended up with a 92, which is a B. 4 more points would have been an A. Not % but "hard points". I was just a tad irritated. But O well. Its over. Gotta move on. I doubt any of my patients will ask why I didn't get that A...hopefully!
*The house is changing everyday. The walls are up and the trusses should be done this afternoon. I think the goal is to have the roof on by Sat.  WOW!
*My car was involved in a little fender bender last weekend. A sweet friend took Speck & his friend to NWA for the basketball game (in my car) & a lady hit them in the parking lot. Nobody was hurt & its nothing major. But a scratch deep enough it needs a whole new bumper. More of a pain to deal with than anything. And bless their hearts a very upset kiddo! But it was an accident & NOBODY WAS HURT. I'm sure its not the first time I will get a phone call from a teenager about a wreck. I just hope they are all that minor.