We Are Not Alone

The difficult thing about today was seeing Araella try to rise above the frustration of her body not being as strong as her spirit. She just wanted to get up and clean her room, play with Sukee, paint… but she couldn't. She tried… but she just couldn't find the physical strength. She kept asking me when she would feel better and I kept telling her, "Tomorrow." With that she would smile and say, "Ok." I am praying that tomorrow she wakes up with renewed strength.

Some wonderful things about today were the cards that came in the mail (No bills! Woohoo!!!) and the vegetable soup and blueberry oatmeal muffins that were delivered. Each note and gesture, large or small, truly lifts Araella's spirit - and mine. Thank you. Also, Araella is now seeing a little more clearly. The chemotherapy has caused enough eye sensitivity that she has stopped wearing her contacts for a while… we updated lenses in her frames and ordered some sunglasses that she won't be embarrassed to wear =]  Hopefully, the combination of more physical strength and prescription aviator sunglasses will allow her to be outdoors with Sukee again soon.

A few friends who prefer not to use social media requested that I start a medical update page.  After looking at different ways to do that I decided a blog might meet that request and be therapeutic for me. As a single parent, I have gone through seasons feeling alone.  But this season, although the most treacherous, I feel safe because we are in the midst of a caring village.  One might even say we are in the midst of a mighty army!

Sweet dreams everyone <3
More battles will be fought and won tomorrow.