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In 2007, I began my original website, Sonshine's Haven. In 2007, it was turned into a blog and used to keep family updated on my first husband's fight with liver cancer. He passed away November of 2009. We were married for 34+ wonderful years and this journals some of that grief process I've gone through.

I have since remarried another widower, but Mike is missed dearly, and will always be a big part of my life.

At times, all of us will be called to act as witnesses to the suffering of another. We will be unable to affect the outcome physically. Words will fail us. Prayer will seem futile. And yet, the act of bearing witness to someone else's trials is a sacred sorrow that offers and astounding glimpse of eternal joy." by Ginger Garrett

"Being willing to stay with a loved one throughout their travail, can be difficult....YES! But offering yourselves as faithful companions on a dark and dreadful journey can be an unmeasured blessing." (paraphrased by me)

10.22.2009

What's new today?

Zac and Ethan went for the doctor appointments this morning.  It appears like Zac has the Flu, possibly the H1N1 version.  He is on bedrest and isolation, trying to protect Ethan and Amber, but according to the peditrician, it's likely the entire household will come down with something.  Ethan appears to have a viral infection.  Amber told me this evening that he was fussy, but he had more energy than yesterday.  Amber, on the other hand, has much less energy today. ;)  Keeping up with Ethan and a sick husband hasn't been a picnic.  We're hoping both Amber and Ethan can avoid coming down with whatever Zac has.  They did some blookwork on Zac and we should know more after that is evaluated.

Mike's day began SLOW.  He was still in bed when I called him at 11:30.  That's more boredom than anything else.  He was blessed today to have a friend stop by and visit with him a little while.

I'm doing much better, but it's like problems line up infront of us daily and wear me out fast.  Today we were called by our medical insurance company, threatening to end our insurance because they never received a fax I sent the end of July from the UPS store with some important residency information.  I'm just thankful,  someone bothered to call us to let us know what was going on.  How can we fix anything without knowing?

I wonder if insurance companies understand the amount of pressure and energy it takes someone living with a chronic and serious illness.  Mike and I have enough brain fog between the two of us, it's a miracle we can even function at times.  You would think insurance companies would show a little compassion and grace.  There is just so much on your mind...spending extra time to double and triple check things, is sheerly exhausting.  We could use as much prayer as possible to stay protected.

Thank you for thinking about us enough to read our blog.  I know a lot of the information may end up sounding like a broken record, but I'm confident, your faithful prayers are helping us fight this battle each moment of the day. 

I came across a hymn today at work, written by Charles Wesly.  The words just jumped off the page and spoke to my heart.  I thought I would share it.

Jesus, lover of my soul,

Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll,
While the tempest still is high.


Hide me, O my Savior, hide,
Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide;
Oh, receive my soul at last.


Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, ah! leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me.


All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.


Wilt Thou not regard my call?
Wilt Thou not accept my prayer?
Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall—
Lo! on Thee I cast my care.


Reach me out Thy gracious hand!
While I of Thy strength receive,
Hoping against hope I stand,
Dying, and behold, I live.


Thou, O Christ, art all I want,
More than all in Thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.


Just and holy is Thy Name,
Source of all true righteousness;
Thou art evermore the same,
Thou art full of truth and grace.


Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound;
Make and keep me pure within.


Thou of life the fountain art,
Freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart;
Rise to all eternity.