Tuesday, 29 November 2016

I.Am.The.Storm.

We all knew that this day would come.  Yesterday I go the call.  Earl's gonna die.


I will be heading to Victoria General Hospital on Friday, December 2 for the lumpectomy of Earl and then a sentinel node biopsy.


No problem right?


For the first time it really hit me that this is really, real.  I lost it, for about a minute.  I was driving--so I pulled myself together -- and gave myself a talking to.  You've got this Kim, God has walked this out ahead of you.  You have nothing to fear.


Two things came immediately to mind:




So, I started laughing in the car....on my way to Fairway...hopefully there's more clothing on Friday than strength and dignity....I probably looked a little like I needed access to mental health....


The second thing I thought of was:




I am the storm.  I am Earl's worst nightmare.  He didn't know what a fight he was picking when he picked on me.  He probably should've talked to Fred (2012s lump)


And of course that lead to more laughing.


Last night, we were invited into a prayer gathering that happens on Mondays at CPC, I'm not sure if you have to be invited, but it might be a good idea to make a reservation....you never know!


Kent and I spent almost 2 hours with the prayin' ladies and they covered us with prayer, encouragement, scriptures, reminders of God's faith.  I'm not going to lie, there are times in life when it just seems we get a good footing and something else hits us, we were weary entering the room.


We left feeling like a burden had been lifted.  I felt the wind back in my storm and this warrior is ready to fight.


'I want to inspire people. 
I want someone to look at me and say,
 "because of you, I didn't give up."'
-Unknown






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