23 Months. Dad Update 9/2/2015

"Not being able to fully understand God is frustrating, but it is ridiculous for us to think we have the right to limit God to something we are capable of comprehending."

Saturday will mark 23 months since Dad's brain cancer diagnosis. I look back at our journey these last 23 months and I think about all the things it's been filled with- frustration, disappointment, tears, and fear. And then I realize it's also been filled with hope, joy, faith, and laughter. 

23 months ago I had so much anger and frustration towards God because I didn't understand our journey. I didn't understand why my Dad was being faced with something as difficult as cancer. What I didn't understand was that it was absolutely ridiculous for me to think that I had the right to limit God to something that I am capable of comprehending. 

And now, 23 months later I still don't fully understand it all. There are still moments and days where I wish things were back to how they were before Dad's diagnosis, but the frustration is gone. The disappointment, tears and fear have become less and less each day. Instead, we are filled even more with hope, joy, faith and laughter. 

Dad finished another round of chemo a couple of weeks ago, and overall, he felt good. Not great, but good. I will happily accept good. And now we put our focus on the events ahead. The Washington County Fair is coming up quickly, and this is always such an important time of year for Dad. We did very well at the fair with both our chickens and our rabbits, and that was a large part to Dad's hard work and dedication. And now, Mom and I serve on the Poultry Committee at the Fair. The Washington County Fair gave so much to my entire family, and it's just a small way for us to give back to it all. A little throwback picture circa 1995, when we won Reserve Grand Champion at the Washington County Fair. Dad is so incredibly proud, and I love that Mom is wearing a t-shirt with chickens on it. Oh I miss the '90s. 

Our next doctor's appointment is scheduled at the end of September, where we will meet with Dr. Fleener and discuss how Dad is doing and schedule our next MRI. To have 3 months between MRI's is just unreal to me, and as much as I love not having to visit the Cancer Clinic as often- it's very strange to me. Some days, I completely forget that Dad is battling against cancer, and what a huge blessing that is for me. I get to forget about the chemo, MRIs, medical bills, and doctor's appointments, and instead, I just get to enjoy my time with Dad. 

Thank you all for the continued love and support you've shown to me and my entire family. I am so thankful that this journey has allowed both myself, and my family, to grow closer in faith, friendship and family. We are better because of it all. 

Continue the prayers, as we continue fighting, to BTHO Brain Cancer!