After such an awful day for Mike Friday, Saturday turned out to be better. He asked me late this morning if it would be possible to have his grandbabies over, so he could see them and hold them. So I got a hold of the kids, who happened to be free this evening, and we had homemade pizza. It was a fun evening watching the grandsons playing and the children visiting together. Mike was able to eat a little bit of food, and even followed the children and grandchildren over to the studio, for them to play Mike's drums, Air Hockey, and Foosball. At one point, Mike even sat behind the drums and played a couple of songs, while the grandsons danced around. It was such a tender site and the smile on Mike's face was priceless.

The familiar, and a chance to just escape back into old times, was so precious. We have all been so homesick for our normal life. I know I wasn't the only one with tears welled up in my eyes as I was taking in the moment. I wish we could stay in that moment forever.

First thing Tuesday morning we will have the doctor appointment with the oncologist to receive the scan results. As you can imagine....each day closer sucks the breath out of us, as we fear hearing what the results are. I pray God will give Mike and I the strength to hear whatever we're told.

I also pray for many more days like today, with Mike and the children.