Tuesday, February 04, 2014
Sorry to be depressing, but if I don't say anything, I'll end up depressed and eating my frustration. I don't do that ANYMORE! I'm forming a new habit. I don't have to let my emotions rule what I eat. Okay, so I'm not going to tell everyone I meet that I'm frustrated and why, either. But since about two or three people ever read my blogs anyway, I'm safe. I figure if I put something depressing in the title, no one will want to read it.
Cousin Jim's cancer has now shown up in his lungs and on his thyroid so he's starting chemo again. He has a liver tumor, which they've irradiated, after doing chemo last summer. The good news? The tumor shrunk a little. I'm not sure what that means. The tumor was as big as a grapefruit. How much is a little?
I would like to be two again so I could throw myself on the floor and have a good old tantrum. Jim is one of the kindest, sweetest people in the whole world. He has his wonderful partner, Delores beside him and all of his family, who love him. I know Jesus will walk every step of the way with him and God will enfold him in His arms. But still, it breaks my heart.
Tim and I were able to visit Jim and Delores in Florida over the holidays. We had a wonderful time. I don't want that to be the last time we get to spend with the two of them together.
This picture is the start of another day looking out from Jim's front porch as we drank our morning coffee.