Happy Anniversary to ME!! 2013 Edition

Yes, indeed, I’m one fortunate woman, sharing my story and my joy with y’all. Seven years ago today, Easter Sunday that year, my visiting daughters stuffed me into my truck and headed to the small, local hospital, where doctors were stunned by what they found.  A fairly large mass in my head, so big that the doc, in explaining it, said, “I cannot believe you can walk with the size of that thing growing in your head.”  I was shipped off to Green Bay, interrupted everybody’s Easter dinners and two days later, a neurosurgeon and his team took a buzz saw to my skull and  a scalpel to my brain.  Later he visited me in the night and delivered the news that the tumor they removed was malignant and I had a fairly aggressive form of brain cancer.  Waiting daughters, family and friends had already been given information and the stats were not great; but the clinical world leaves out a huge piece and that piece is a fairly major game-changer. My Father had plans and as He says in His Book, (Jeremiah 29:11 NIV)  “I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

Those plans included handling that tumor and seven years  later, despite enormous odds and severe statistics, I surely do have hope and a future and I’m on a mission to share the blessings and the joy!  This is most bittersweet today because in in a couple hours I will head to the funeral of a friend who lost his five and-a-half-year battle with the same cancer I had, just a week ago. Yet here I am well and  most content

I’ve wondered, sometimes aloud, during my friend’s ordeal, asked the perennial questions about the mind of God when He wrote the story so long ago. Why are some folks here for longer or shorter durations than others? What’s the plan?  Those are unanswerable questions in this temporal world, but I still believe in an all-knowing, all-powerful Creator God, that did, indeed, write the story before the world began, as we first talked about seven years ago when I was diagnosed.  

So my friend is gone and his family mourns. Yet I know on this cold, gloomy, April morning that my Heavenly Father has the plan firmly in hand and that despite another family’s loss, they would not begrudge me the celebration of this anniversary in my life.  In a few hours I’ll attend the funeral, but in this pre-dawn moment and later in conversations with friends and family, I will celebrate that I am here, that for whatever reason, God’s still got me on my feet. I am most grateful to be here with loved ones and to play my part in the story, hopefully with grace and dignity.  

As I say often in these pages, hold your loved ones close; tell them regularly and often how very valuable they are to you and share with me, please, my joy that seven years later I am alive and well!  Be blessed….

 

 

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LeeAnn Buelow says:

Hey Friend, five more weeks and I have the summer off – no school – we could and definitely should get together then!! Thirteen years for you – AMEN!! Keep in touch! hugs…

LeeAnn Buelow says:

Thanks, Pam. I wonder if Jess remembers that on that day, Erin Lee decided that if I were at home, I’d be playing in the garden. She and Jess scoured GB, buying up many bouquets of tea roses. They went to Erin’s, gathered up every pitcher she had – she collected them back then – filled them with the tea roses and brought them to the hospital, lining the wide window sill and all empty surfaces with beautiful flowers!! I dried several of the biggest and preserved them with spray lacquer. They’re still gorgeous!! Anyway, off to homework for me – good to be in touch with you!!

LeeAnn Buelow says:

Thanks, Al, I love you too!!!

LeeAnn Buelow says:

Thanks, Debbie! I even memorized that verse in French. While we’re talking favorites, check out Zephaniah 3:17. I tell people to put their name in the verse… Hope you’re well; don’t believe I ever responded to your last email. We aren’t the most timely correstpondents, either one of us 🙂