This is my first day on my blog site since April 8th. There were many days that I wanted to engage, but just couldn't bring myself to open the pages of my recent past. To say the least, life is not the same.
I wanted to somehow begin where we ended previously. Five months have passed, I have so much I'd like to share with you so let's go back in time to April 2011...
That last followup CT scan (April 13th) did not give us favorable results. The last two cycles of chemo had no effect on the tumors. As a matter of fact the cancer had continued to spread. We received this report on Thursday, April 21st, the day before Good Friday.
We had talked about going to Tennessee for Easter, but Mom was really not up to it. So I thought that it would be good medicine for all of us to do another "Robertson Family Eat Fest". I called Aunt Jenny and ask if she would help me set up for another family dinner. She of course agreed and with the help of Aunt Faye and Aunt Birdie dinner plans were set. We left Detroit on Good Friday morning headed for Columbus.
It was the best! Natalie and her family came up from Tennessee. We were also able to get Cindy and Aaron to come down from Detroit. We had all Dad's children here except for Dorian and his daughter, Sadorian. We began the day in celebration for the Resurrection of our Lord and Savior, Jesus. Dad was not aware that all three of Natalie's children were coming and it was a major surprise when he walked into church and saw Cindy and Aaron there. He walked into to full rows of his children, grandchildren, and great-grand baby, Leif! He cried for the first hour of the service.
We had dinner with the entire Robertson gang and finished the gathering with Daddy on the dance floor! Yes, your heard me right...Daddy got up and followed Cousin Biddy in a line dance. Some of the steps were new to him, but believe me; he caught on quickly.
The Ruffus Robertson Family |
What was so special about these times was that they were directed and given to us by God. There was not an event in Daddy's last 14 months of life that God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit was not directing. This includes the doctor's appointment, second and third opinions, visits to Dorian, and all. It's too extensive to express in a blog, but should God provide me the means and time I will share in the form of a book at a later date. This entire process of time was one miracle and move of God after the other. God loves Daddy and us so much that He Himself planned Dad's last months, weeks, days, and hours.
I miss him more than I'd ever have the ability to articulate.
Daddy, Mama, and their Grands on Easter 2011 |
I SMILE, even though I hurt see I SMILE, I know God is Working so I SMILE...
Yolanda, Mom, Dad, and Natalie |
John and Harry |