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Sunday, October 23, 2011

08.08.11


August 8, 2011 is a day we will not soon forget.  4 short months after hearing that Kevin was cancer free (from testicular cancer), we heard those horrible words AGAIN, "It's Cancer."  This time it wasn't Kevin, it was me.  As I lay in that hospital bed, my first thoughts were "I do NOT have time for this and I do NOT want to fight this battle."  It only took one look at the 2 sets of watery eyes (Morgan and Hannah's) to realize that I had no choice but to fight.  I had signed on to be a mommy and my job was not anywhere near complete.  How would I find the fight within me to go through surgery, recovery, and chemo?  That's what I'm still trying to figure out.  There are many people who have gone through worse, but how can I find that same strength within me?  Will I ever find that strength?  Time will tell.

3 comments:

  1. The interesting thing is...while you are waiting to FIND the fight...you ARE fighting! and fighting HARD...
    You are fighting like a mommy!! and a wife and a daughter and most of all a beloved child of God!
    You are fighting and although it may not feel like it, you are winning!
    I can't even begin to tell you how much we love you...and are so proud of you.
    mom

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  2. Megan, I just saw your mom's tweet, and came on over. Know that there are many people who have come to love your mom through her blog, who are now keeping good thoughts for you as you fight this battle. I hope you will update us here as time allows, and I know Mare will keep us posted on her blog. Rock on, and YES, fight like a girl!

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  3. Hi Megan! I just want you to know that we love you & that we are praying for you daily! I know how strong you are & I also know you will continue to fight & you will win! There are so many of us around you & we also will keep fighting. Please never give up , know that we are all here & WE will definitly never give up. Most of all you are God's child & He is always there with you. Stay strong.

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