It's seems like it hasn't been that long since I've been here, but that's because I've thought about posting a lot... and just haven't done it. So welcome back.
Today my family received some very hard news. We found out that my grandfather (Papa) has cancer. It's in his breast, which is rare for men, and his doctor is going to operate to remove it somewhere around January 9th.
My Papa is the strongest, kindest, funniest man I know. It's from him that we get our music, although I'm sad to say I did not get his whistling gene! It upsets me that he has to go through this, but life if fleeting. I stayed with my grandparent's two weeks ago for a week and one night at dinner Gammy and Papa started talking about their childhoods and how things were different. We're talking no electricity or running water in their older sibling's homes. (They are both the babies of large families) I love to hear them talk and reminisce about an entire different world, a simpler world.
Right now we're praying that the cancer doesn't spread at all and that the doctor can remove everything during the surgery. I'm not ready for him to go anywhere. Although I know that I'll see him in heaven someday if his last day is anywhere in the near future. I want to make my grandparents great-grandparents, and I want my children to know my Papa. He's the best Papa in the world and has been there at every turn for me. It doesn't sound like the cancer is bad, but having a family member diagnosed is not something you ever imagine.
Hug your family tight this Christmas, I will be especially.
"For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. Plans to prosper you, not to harm you."
Jeremiah 29:11
