Happy Event

As some of you may know my youngest sister Jodi got married yesterday. It was good to have a happy event. Jodi looked beautiful and I thought her dress was very elegant and fit her personality perfectly. Dad was very fetching in his tux, one of a handful of times I have seen him in a suit. It was very emotional at times as all weddings are, however due to the circumstances it may have been more so than a "normal" wedding. I held it together until the father/daughter dance. I had to step into the hall for a moment and there were several other pairs of wet eyes in my family. Even Dad and Jodi avoided looking at each other during the dance. Everyone had different reasons for their tears, mine were two: 1.happy Jodi had the opportunity to have this moment and 2. knowing I never will. I guess that is the "bittersweet" part of life.

I personally was co-mistress of ceremonies with my oldest sister Teresa. It was my job to pin flowers on everyone, wow did I bend a ton of pins, not to mention I had my left & right backwards for a few people...next time I bring my staple gun!

The ceremony went off with just a couple of hitches...when there are little chilrden involved it is bound to happen that way. The kids looked adorable, but I think the pressure of all the eyes on them and short naptimes were too much for them by the time the ceremony began. I am sad I missed most of the ceremony due to my son's crabbiness. Him and I were up all night Friday and then went to ER at 530-8 am Saturday. (the second time we have been to the ER in two weeks) So we were both dragging, I just had the option to drink more coffee and coke and got through it.

All in all, dad looks and moves 400% better than last month. He has his last round of Chemo this Friday and I will go to the Dr. appointment Friday morning as well. He has also been back to work full time for a couple of weeks. Crazy man!

Let me apologize as I always to do for the lack of posting. When we were camping dad looked so bad I was preparing myself for the worst. I really was wondering if he would make the wedding and that was har dto deal with. So I withdrew into myself and my life with my kids. I didn't even see him or call him for a couple of weeks (for which I am coping with guilt for) because I was a mess. I cope well but sometimes it all comes crashing down at once. I love rollercoasters...unfortunately the emotional kind that comes with cancer is very draining at times.

So thank you for being patient and understanding through all of this. As I have said I try to update but I too have emotions to deal with....and two kids...and a job...and a never ending mountain of laundry, toys and dishes...freakin dish fairy still hasn't shown up. So now I need to go don my black and white stripe jersey and whistle to referee the fighting children. Keep up the good thoughts and prayers.