I can’t begin to thank you all enough. I have read, reread and marveled over all your comments, emails and facebook messages. I know I will discover more comments from you as I click around on my computer. Let me tell you, an ordinary girl like me has never felt so special, so cherished, so loved.
When I rang that bell yesterday, I not only rang it for me but I rang it for you as well. I will post the thoughts that clanged around in my head as the bell tolled later but for tonight, know that just as I’m embarking on a new beginning, starting a new phase of life, God has something new for each of you too.
As I pulled the rope that rang the bell I prayed that God would give you courage to ring your own bell, to say yes to His open invitation and to just go and be the blessing you have all been to me. Let’s all find a way to pay this forward.
Again, I am simply overwhelmed at your kindnesses. I cannot believe how many of you would remember that I was ringing the bell yesterday. I was moved to tears by how many of you rang your own bells, logged onto my blog and facebook repeatedly to check on me and text me to tell me you were cheering for me. For those of you who God used cancer to bring into my life, you are one of the things I can thank God for in the midst of the road called cancer. For those of you who were stuck in my life anyway, I love you for sticking with me through thick and thin. And it’s been a lot of both lately, huh?
This is just a letter filled with love and gratitude from one cancer survivor to the world’s best support system. If you have been a part of praying for me, please keep lifting me up regularly. Pray for me because I do have a question for God. What now?
Palmer said it best when he woke up this morning and realized we weren’t going to the hospital. He asked me if I’d play with him because he told me I’d been forgetting to play with him because of the hospital. I told him we didn’t have to go back to the hospital because the doctors had treated mommy’s cancer so we were free to play. He just looked at me and said, “We’re not going?”
I said, “No, we’re finished going. We get to stay home now.”
He said, “What now, Mommy. What now?”
“Good question, son,” I answered, “Good question.”
O LORD my God, I called to you for help and you healed me .…that my heart may sing to you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever. Psalm 30:2 &12