Happy Day of Thanks

It’s just the two of us today.  It has been for several years now.  We’ve often planned little day-trips, but today we’re going to work around the house.  I’m getting ready to frost the cinnamon rolls and put a roast beast in the crockpot.

I’m so thankful for the ties that bind, the Love that is flowing between all of us, sustaining and inspiring us.  Despite the distance that is measured in miles or minutes, that Love transcends time and makes us as One.  Sure, I wish we were able to be physically together, but I Know that being With family is not always as pleasant as thinking of them fondly…

May Peace and Plenty be yours, today and Always…

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The surgery is today, right now…

From the moment we received the diagnosis of Ewing’s Sarcoma, we winced the most at the thought of removing the site of the cancer’s origin:  his 3rd and 4th metatarsals, left foot.  If anyone can overcome a deficit, it’s Eric;  he’s strong, athletic, centered physically.  The idea of receiving IV poison every 3 weeks wasn’t nearly as bad as losing most, if not all, of his foot.  As the chemo did its job reducing the size of the tumor, there was a small, glimmer of wishful hope that maybe this would not have to happen.

Of course it does, though.  The marrow is the place where the gene-switching started.  The tumor has eroded those those rays and the surrounding tissue like pacman eating ghosts.  That shit’s gotta go.

He’ll be fine, he’ll do well, he’s a champ…easy stuff to say, but the tears are real and the cycle of grief is unrelenting.  We just want to get it over with now.  He’ll be in the hospital for 5-7 days, stay on crutches for a little while, and continue his chemo, even.  He can possibly return to work, on the crutches, in 3 weeks.

I’m taking the girls to school and proceeding on over to Memorial Sloan-Kettering to sit with Melissa.  Nothing like a hospital experience to bond a mother and daughter, eh?  Well, we didn’t really need it.  Melissa and I have always been incredibly close, despite the miles between our homes.  We have weathered many losses, many pains, and many surgeries together.  No, we didn’t need this at all.

Dear friends, maybe you know lots of people with cancer and you faithfully share all the memes that curse the damn shit.  But I pray, for you, that you never have to watch someone you love go through this, while you stand by helpless and afraid.   I also understand if you have watched a loved one suffer through this and the mere mention of the big C makes you run and hide.  I thank you for any little prayer you can send.  I’m not ashamed to ask, again, for you to contribute to help Emma and Eliza (click on it).

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So we move forward, 6 months in, 6 more to go,  grateful for the friends who have reached out to help, thankful for constant Presence, and confident that the healing will be complete.

Breaking News!!!

Samantha Mayne Casey, my 4th granddaughter, was born today 2/22/15…   She weighs 7lbs 5oz, is 19inches tall.

There was a glitch at her birth, and she is in Neonatal Intensive Care for a couple of days.  It’s breaking all of our hearts to be unable to hold her, but we’re all positive that she will be in our arms soon.

Happy birthday, Samantha…

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Year-end Wrap-up…2014

It’s been a great year here at Sonnystone Acres.  Looking back is always bittersweet, counting our losses as well as our blessings.  I have chosen to only blog the Good parts of my life.  Don’t think I don’t have bad times, as well.  I just choose to not give power to trouble  Of course, it takes a lotlotlot of prayer to keep my thoughts under control.  I hope that my writing has helped you, dear readers, to reflect on your Good Life and that you will always have strength to overcome any fears that arise.

In January, I started Yoga…  It didn’t take, though.  We were interminably frozen, and it did help keep me warm…

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until February, when I feasted on infused vodkas every Friday.  That took…

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March found me welcoming Spring in NYC…definitely thawing, though a pinched nerve in my butt nearly stole my joy.

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While I was in NYC, Casey remodeled our entryway/bedroom…life-changing…

In late April, I underwent surgery;  a giant ovarian cyst, as well as my ovaries and a lot of adhesions, came out.  I’ve been feeling much better ever since.

 

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I spent most of May recovering, but got back to school in time to tell my graduates hasta la vista.

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June was spent screening in the front porch…another life-changer for the property…

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A tradition is born… In July we hosted the first Annual Camp Sonnystone…

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In August, we went back to school and I worked 7-days-a-week- there and at the track.

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By September, I was dragging ass, so what better time to pull out all my junk and have a rummage sale?

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October is all about pumpkins…

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and we topped it off with a daytrip to Nashville, IN…

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I made it through November without once looking at TV news coverage!  My Peace deepened and my gratitude grew.

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December was over-the-top:  Surprise birthday party for daughter’s #40;

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Rockettes times two and visiting Santa with the sweetest girls in my world…

Topped off by a Quiet Walk in the Smoky Mountains on Christmas Day…

I’ve got the hoppin’ john cooking, the champagne chilling, the music playing, ready for tonight’s festivities.  I’ll toast in the New Year early, since we never make it to midnight, and look forward…

Peace, brothers and sisters…

Casey’s birthday #60…

He is my beloved husband, my best friend, the love of my life.   Wait, that’s about me…   Okay, he is a great guy, a good man.    He was born 60 years ago today.  Let’s celebrate!

DSC_0004We met the Jrs. for lunch at Applebee’s, then ran into Kohl’s to buy some Birthday-flannels…   He’s outside hanging up the Christmas lights now and I’m getting ready to take a nap in his honor…

Happy birthday, Casey!  I love you forever and ever and always…

 

 

 

Thanksgiving Edition…

We woke up to snow…

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Usually Casey would get a call to go out and catch flurries during such weather, but this year they called Jr. at 1 a.m.  The torch is being passed…  Still, Michael was here with Olivia by 10 or so and we were feasting on crockpot roast beast, mashed potatoes and gravy, green bean casserole, and crescent rolls by 11.   Jess is afflicted with a bug of some sort and couldn’t be with us, but we soldiered on…

After they had left to attend another Thanksgiving meal, I muted the Dog Show and fell into YouTube, remembering…

Looking for a simple version of “We Gather Together”, I came across this little gem.  I Loved Tennessee Ernie Ford–bless your pea-pickin’ little heart– and grew up listening to an album of him singing hymns.  It was such an innocent time…Was the world really so much simpler, or was it because I was so much younger?   I don’t know…  At any rate, I never knew this existed, from 1963…

 

Thinking now of present-day…Emma’s in Philadelphia competing in a major Irish Dance competition and somehow the sight of those Red-Irish Dubliners made me smile, gratefully, for all of our gifts…

Same prayer as last year, still hoping…

With Your feast You feed us.  With Your Light now lead us.  Unite us as one in this life that we share.

I’ll drink to that…