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There are many paths or plans that change when you are on the journey of fighting cancer with a loved one.  Some appointments are filled with hope and promise and others are filled with tears and heartache.  My mom has been responding so well to chemotherapy that we were all getting ready for the next phase of her treatment plan, surgery. Last Tuesday, we met with the doctor ready to set a surgery date but instead we were setting up a new treatment plan. The new plan was no surgery and weekly chemotherapy for the next three months. Her body was responding to chemo. Just not in a way that her liver was clear enough for surgery. Watching my mom's eyes well up with tears broke my heart. She has stayed so positive through this all and in that moment I saw her world become a little dimmer. They decided that day to begin the weekly treatment. We sat together for four hours while she received her new dosage of chemo. She rested a little during treatment but we mainly talked and talked. These are moments that I will cherish forever and never forget.  As we were talking I could see her positive spark reappear in her eyes and I knew she was ready to fight! She truly is my hero and the one person in my life who gives me continued strength to be a better mom, wife, friend and daughter. I hope someday I can be half the woman and mother that she is. Everyday I continue to be amazed by her and pray every night for her strength and love to help heal her.

Our next adventure...

My husband and I have been talking for years about moving our family to property and raising our boys in a more country setting.  We talked and talked about the idea but never really started making that leap until recently.  A couple months ago we started looking for our little slice of heaven.  We looked at many different locations around our area.  We would find the perfect property but then the house would need way too much work or wasn't the exact layout that we were looking for.  Then we would find the perfect house, great layout and the property wouldn't be what we wanted.  I didn't think that we would ever agree to a new house or property until one sunny day our realtor called and asked if we wanted to go look at a house on 10 acres that was the exact layout we were looking for.  Driving to the house I was very optimistic. We pulled up to the house at the end of the road and I knew right then that this was the house that we had been searching for.   It was perfect and everything that we had dreamed of.

I am happily boxing up memories at our old house getting ready to move in the next month to the place that we will call home for many, many years to come.  I lay in bed at night and think of all the things that we will be able to enjoy at our new house.  I am simply looking forward to watching my boys play outdoors, ride dirtbikes, hunt, shoot guns, plant a garden, raise chickens and relax on the back porch while taking in the beautiful country views! Through the stress of moving I have found comfort knowing that this is the next adventure for our little family.  Country life is something that I have always wanted to have.  Some of my greatest memories with my husband have been the two of us out in the mountains.  When we got married and had children I knew that it was only a matter of time that he would want for our boys what he had growing up.  There is something to be said for a man who teaches his children about having a strong work ethic and taking care of his family with the work from his two hands.  I recently saw a quote that I can't wait to paint on a sign and hang somewhere in our new house..."I wouldn't give a nickle to have it paved in gold. Everything I love is at the end of a dirt road."  Cheers to our next adventure!