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Calm

The last few days have been... calm. Calm in a way that Sid and I have questioned our sanity. We feel as if logically we should be a lot more unstable. Shouldn't there be a lot more emotional turmoil manifesting? How can we possibly feel so... capable?

Now, some of that I attribute to our abstaining from consulting the internet. We both agreed that Dr. Google would only bring a lot of unneeded stress to the situation. The one exception was when I searched what "PET" stood for. 

I anticipate that my medical terminology is about to get a huge upgrade here shortly.

But the real reason we seem to feel at ease has a lot more to do with our Savior. We just keep feeling like things are going to be ok. 

Maybe that means a full recovery. A year or two, or whatever of treatments and then we're done.  Or maybe that means I have to say "see ya later" to Sid. But that's just it, we honestly believe there is a later and that I would see him again. 

So yeah, I really want him to stick around. I deeply want him to be here for birthdays, baptisms, graduations and so on. But if not, I trust that Christ will enable me and stay with me. Things will be ok.

We are still waiting to know more info. It's difficult to respond to individual info updates. Any info we have we will share on this blog; so please check here. 

And just so you know, we are greatly humbled by the FLOOD of support that has been sent our way. Acts of service, gifts, prayers, encouragement. All of it is wonderful. 

As the saying goes, "Many hands make light work." I only ever thought of that in regards to yardwork or some other physical, childhood chore. But it fits this too. Truly you have shown us your willingness to mourn with us while we mourn and to help bare our burden. Our load feels lighter and we - as a result - also feel lifted. 

Thank you!

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