We Are Just Breakable Girls and Boys

SO it's been over a month since my last entry and there is a very good reason...

My dad may be upset that I'm even sharing but ya know what?  Whatever.  Sorry Dad, love ya. 

January 2011 my dad had surgery and had the Whipple Procedure done, meaning they removed half of his pancreas, half of his stomach, some of his intestines, his gall bladder and some bile ducts.  This was all due to pancreatic cancer.  He also had to do chemotherapy for a few months.  They told him there was something like 90% chance that it wouldn't come back...  Thank you, 10%.  It came back full force this year.  And that is where I have been.  Long story short, Dad starts chemotherapy and radiation this coming Tuesday.  This go-around it is inoperable, unless they totally remove his pancreas and the prognosis of that would be bleak. 

Meanwhile, I have moved the wedding up twice and now the wedding is in 2 weeks.  Eeeeek!!!  So many mixed emotions.  Obviously, the circumstances suck (I need my Dad to not only be able to come to the wedding, but also have enough energy to enjoy it), but I'm still getting married to the love of my life and that makes me happy.  Maybe Dad will still be weak and nauseous, but really at this point I'm just so thankful that I'm a Christian and I have faith.  I firmly believe in belief.  "Studies have shown" (I say that sarcastically because I think that phrase is funny, for some reason) that belief in something can enhance a person's life and even prolong it.  That is something worth believing.  So my belief is in a God who performs miracles, and that is what I will do.  See, Mom?  Practicality and Faith can exist in the same being.  ;o)

Make fun of me if you want, but I see metaphors in all aspects of life.  It makes life interesting.  Don't judge.  So, I have these 2 over-ripe bananas.  Time to make banana bread.  Well, while I was making the bread I realized that these almost rotten bananas became a delicious pastry in a mere 45 minutes.  The metaphor is that this stinky, awful, rotten situation is also a happy time because my family has become closer because of it and now my family is combining with Clayton's family.  There is always a bright side.  Or, in continuing with the metaphor, there's always a fragrant, gooey, delicious side.  :-)

The moral of THAT is, cherish life, cherish family, cherish the moment, cherish the memory.
(Allusion to Alice in Wonderland, for we geeks)