Well, I was going to let November 25th just pass. And I did. But then I couldn’t. You see, November 25th isn’t the anniversary of a sad experience – it is an annual reminder of just how good God has been to me.
November 25th, 2011, two very skilled surgeons attempted to remove all the cancer from my body and then repair me as successfully as possible. One year later, I know with great confidence that God led me to the perfect professionals to care for me. My surgeon, Dr. Robert Willett, did a wonderfully thorough job at “cleaning me out;” and my plastic surgeon, Dr. Christopher Park, did – and has done over the last year –an amazing job of “putting me back together.” Cancer is an emotional, as well as a physical, experience. Breast cancer can be a very emotional experience. Both surgeons provided me with information but did a wonderful job of letting me take the lead in my treatment. Dr. Park has given me so much more than physical healing. He has treated me with kindness, care, and respect (and humor) that helped heal me as a person, not just a body.
November 25th, 2011, was a reminder of what a wonderful church family I have. I love having my hand in many aspects of church ministry. Yet I fell off the face of the planet for a couple months. My loving church family covered everything (probably better than I would have)! They sent food, cards, and gifts to let me know they cared. And they prayed. Wow did they pray! Many people take “where they go to church” for granted. Not me! God has been so good to me by leading me to this wonderful group of believers.
November 25th, 2011, my Facebook wall and this page were filled with wishes and prayers from the most amazing friends anyone could ever ask for. (Yes, you!) I don’t know how I got so blessed to have so many amazing friends, but I do!! And I’m not “unfriending” any of you ;-). God gave me such a wonderful, broad support group from ALL OVER the WORLD! I still marvel at the fact that I had friends praying for me in every time zone!
November 25th, 2011, was just one more demonstration of what a dear sweet family I have. I know that’s not a given. My oldest daughter worked it out to come stay with me for my surgery (and he me AND her Dad), and she took great care of me. But then, my “adopted Mom” (I really needed my adopted Mom through this) surprised me and paid for my youngest daughter to fly out for some of the time, too. What an amazing gift! While my son could not be here in person (the USMC had other things for him to do), he kept in touch ALL the time and let me know he loved me. Brother, sisters-in-law, brothers-in-law, Dad, Father-in-Law, and more extended family all sent me love and prayers. And, there truly is not enough space to say how blessed I was to be cared for by my husband. He went above and beyond anything anyone could have imagined. He cared for my physical wounds and my emotional wounds. And he told me he loved me and I was beautiful in a way that no one but he could understand, communicate, and make me truly believe.
November 25th, 2011, was, most importantly, another wonderful reminder of God’s grace and faithfulness. I accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior many years ago (with a simple understanding of John 3:16). God promised then, “I will never leave you or forsake you.” (Hebrews 13:5) and, “My grace is sufficient for thee, for My strength is made perfect in weakness …” (II Corinthians 12:9). And I promise, His grace and presence was, and is, enough! I remember vividly a couple of very “alone” moments waiting for the surgery—yet I knew I was far from alone. God’s presence was such a comfort. None of us has the promise of tomorrow. It could be cancer, it could be anything. I am so thankful I don’t have to face any of it alone. I am so thankful for my Heavenly Father. God HAS been so good to me!