Hi all! Well, one year since I was diagnosed has passed. I was asked how I feel about this day. Well, nothing good comes to mind when I think about it. I know I have always been positive through this entire experience. But getting this diagnosis was one of the worst days of my life. I have been so grateful to have new people in my life who have helped me in some capacity. Old friends who have also been there in one way or another. That is how I have been able to get through this and still smile. Those people are how I have been able to hold my head up and know that whatever God has in store for me, I can handle. That whatever He wants for me and my family, will be done. I continue to pray that He continues to heal me. Continues to heal those around me. Our bodies, our hearts our heads. I strongly believe that God can and will do what He needs to do for us. For all of us. He gives us situations and our free will allows us to handle them however we see fit. I turned to Him. I thank all of you who have prayed to Him on my and my families behalf. I thank all of  you who have thought of us in your lives. Please continue to pray for my family as if it were your own.
Please pray for Angie and all that she has done for us. She has been amazing in all that she has accomplished. Her and her family. She has sacrificed hundreds of hours to set up this website and seek donations from all of these amazing selfless people-to help out a family they don't know and a cause that I know is close to many of their hearts. Thank you Angie. We love you! Thank you to all of you who have helped again, in one capacity or another. You know who you are. I see your names and though I don't know you, I have thought of you and thanked God for blessing us with such wonderful people.
Ten and a half years ago my mother died of breast cancer. May 6, 99 to be exact. I was living in Texas and flew home on Wednesday to be with her as I was told she was not doing well. Thursday evening I sat next to her holding her in my arms telling her it was okay to let go. And she did. She died in my arms. That was one of the most horrible days of my life. Although I knew days later that I was actually blessed to be there where I was, holding her while she passed. At that time it was the worst thing. Why me I asked over and over. Then it hit me. That was what Mom wanted. Where she was most comfortable. Not looking at us as we watched her in pain. But in my arms. She knew I could handle it. Knew I would see what she wanted. Just like God knew that I could handle my own battle. He was right. Although trying as some days seemed at first, it has gotten easier as time marches on. Just like living everyday without my best friend, my Mom. God bless each and every one of you as you go day to day in your own trials and tribulations. You can get through it if you just ask Him to guide you.
Love-
Lisa~

 "Wait...for God. Wait with hope. Hope now; hope always!"  Psalm 131:3 MSG