Archive for August, 2009

Summer Fun

August 31, 2009

Hello!  I wrote on Friday that I would do 7 blog-posts in 7 days.  I have realized that that is not realistic for me.  I’m taking a break (to resume tomorrow) from the 7 Stories/Experiences.  Here are some pictures of our FUN summer!!



We had Carowinds Season Passes this year.  Our kids really enjoyed going there–we had never taken them before this summer.  Bailey and Christopher are roller-coaster-fans….this is of Luke on one of the Nickelodean rides.  He will ride everything he is tall enough for.  Where did all these brave kiddos come from?








Our neighborhood had a 4th of July parade.  It started at our pool parking lot, went around a circle of streets, then came back.  The kids decorated their scooters and bikes with red, white and blue stuff.  They loved it.  








Toward the end of the summer, on one of those hot days, we decided to build all the puzzles that we have.  It covered our foyer.  I went upstairs and took their picture from above. 



IMG_1759  Sewing!  Bailey learned the basics in Brownies last year (Thanks Lauri and Amy!)–and this summer, she decided to make some clothes for her dolls.  Bailey is very creative.  She even taught Christopher how to do it.  He liked it, but not as much.  I think Christopher is looking forward to repairing a rip in one of Jerel’s pairs of shorts!






A friend I’ve known my whole life sent me flowers this summer (Thanks Jenni!)—They made my day!  They were so beautiful.  Friendship that lasts through the years is a wonderful thing.  


Tomorrow, I’ll be back with Story # 3 of 7.  🙂


Story 2/7: Not Stopping Now

August 29, 2009

I am so thankful to my parents for bringing us 3 kids up in a home where I learned about God from the very beginning.  We were members of First Baptist Church in Charlotte — and my parents are still there.  My brother, sister and I used to joke (sometimes laughing and sometimes with rotten teenage attitudes!) that our family must have the key to the church and dad must secretly be in charge of locking the place up…because we were there ALL the time!  Some of my best memories are in that church, the Youth Group, trips, Sunday lunches out after church, camps, retreats, etc.   I heard and learned from a very early age that God is good and we can trust Him with our lives. And I believed that…still do.

When my cancer diagnosis came in March 2008, I never blamed God.  Again, all my life I believed that God was good and I could trust Him with my life—and I decided that I was not going to stop now.  I’m not changing–God IS good–He did not do this to me….but He WILL use this ultimately for good.   I truly believe that–I’m not just saying it to sound brave, strong, or spiritual.  

Growing up in a Baptist Church–it has its stigmas and sterotypes..but it was a really wonderful place.  When I was younger, the church sang mostly hymns.  And if you’re Baptist, then you know a lot of these by heart.  Great is Thy Faithfulness, Crown Him with Many Crowns, How Great Thou Art…. they were not done in an incredibly modern, current way or anything…but I am SO thankful for the words of those hymns–they truly are words to live by.  Last year (in my first go-round with Chemo)—I found myself in the shower one day starting to sing. Usually, the shower was my place to cry—a safe place, kids can’t hear me.  But this particular day, I was singing an old hymn that just came to me.  It goes like this:

I need Thee, O I need thee
Every hour I need thee
O bless me now my Savior
I come to Thee

It was so true–I needed God …. I needed Him every hour–  I needed to believe in Him, believe that His hand was on my life and healing my body.  I needed him to give me (mental) strength to get through this battle.  I needed him to protect me from thoughts of dying, leaving my family behind.  I needed Him every single hour.

The truth?  I needed him every hour BEFORE I was sick.  The truth?  I need Him every hour NOW.  Every hour of this life is filled with opportunity to live FOR something, to impact those around us, to serve, to make a difference, to love and be loved.  We need God every hour, every minute, every second.  I am so thankful that I learned that when I was young–and that will go with me forever.

Story # 1/7 : Random Acts at B & N

August 28, 2009

Hello !  I have decided that over the next 7 days, I’m going to post 7 blogs about my experiences in the past year with cancer.  I never wanted to be one of those people who  talks about it constantly– I really had a strong need to remain normal, talk about normal things, etc.  But, now I think I’m ready to share some of my stories–most are funny or meaningful.  Do I think everyone wants to read these?  NO… and that’s OK, so just don’t visit this blog if you don’t want to read it!  🙂  I am mainly doing it to have a log (I have been terrible about journaling…actually terrible is not the right word, because that would imply that i’ve done it some but just not well…. i haven’t journaled at all—so this is a great place for my collection of thoughts!) And if I can help someone along the way–then that’s great!

Here we go:  # 1 of 7


Last year (during my first round of chemotherapy), I found myself struggling on Day 6 of each treatment.  (The treatment itself was only 1 day, followed by 5 days of intense anti-nausea drugs and steroids.) So, on Day 6 my body was re-adjusting and having a hard time at that!  But also on Day 6–it happened 4 times that Day 6 was the day our house-cleaners were coming.  (Thanks to a bunch of my friends who collected money to pay for that!)  Since I felt like I needed to get out of the house, my mom would come up and help me get the kids (summer time) and we’d go “out” for a few hours.  

Invariably, we’d end up at Barnes and Noble.  (quiet place with A/C, plenty to do and look at)  One visit, Bailey (8 yrs. old at the time) and I headed up to the cafe area and sat down, read some magazines and chatted, leaving my mom (70 yrs) with Christopher (6) and Luke (3) in the bookstore.  After about an hour, my mom comes up to Bailey and me and says* we must be deaf and out of it (deaf-no, out of it-yes).  She said 5 minutes ago, over the loud speaker, they announced that a 3 yr. old boy was missing–he was wearing a light blue T-shirt and has a Carolina tarheel painted on his face.  (Yes, that was Luke and they found him  wondering around the store)  —for the point of this story, keep reading…

On another day 6, we find ourselves back at B & N… this time, not feeling so great.  We’re in the kids’ section–by the train…you know.  Now picture the corner, in our  B & N, there are “activity books”— I go sit down on the floor–I ‘m feeling I’m really going to pass out.  So, I lay down…my mom gets some wet paper towels from the bathroom–and I’m just thinking “Come on Susan, you can do this, you can make it out of this store without a scene.”— (btw, I wasn’t too worried physically, because I knew by now that after a few hours of this, my body would be fine….I just needed to make it home!)

So my mom says she’s going to get the car, for me to stay there–and she’ll come get me.  She takes Luke, Christopher stays with me.  Being the (somewhat**) stubborn person that I am, I decide that I can make it to the door, so I tell Christopher to come with me.  I would never want to see a video of this, because I know how I looked… pale, hanging my head down so I won’t faint..I only make it about 1/2 way to the middle…I tell Christopher we have to stop at “this aisle”– I lay down IN THE FLOOR–and tell him to look at “these books”–having NO idea what section we’re in–still don’t.***  Pretty soon, my mom and Luke find us–and we stay there for like 30 minutes–seriously, that’s a long time!!  About 5 minutes into my “rest”– a really nice mom comes along (with a 2 year old)–and says she bought this bottle of water for us at the cafe, it’s unopened and wrapped in a napkin.  It’s one of those “Fiji” waters–they are the prettiest water bottles I’ve ever seen (if you don’t know them, go to sometime).  She quickly gave it to us, said she hoped I was alright and left.  I don’t know her name, I didn’t even see her face.  I wish I could thank her.  Seriously, she was an angel to us.  Do you know how hard it is to have a 2 year old at Barnes and Noble (see above story about Luke)— what a pain it must have been to gather him up–probably screaming to stay at the train, go the cafe section… wait in line, spend MONEY–all for someone you don’t even know.  That said so much to me…  It said…look around you…people are in need!  Take a second to notice those needs and do what you can to help.  Don’t ask if they need help–just do it!   So, to the girl at B & N, THANK YOU ! And to you readers, consider it a challenge–find someone who needs you and respond!  

* in a nice way

**OK, very

*** I need to go back to that aisle and see where we were!

Connection Church

August 19, 2009

Connection Church will hold it’s last service together on August 30.  Jerel and I feel so priviliged to have been a part of such a  loving, serving, AWESOME group of people for the past 5 years.  We have seen God do amazing things in individual lives and families.  August 30 will be a Celebration Service…looking back at the 5 years and thanking God for all He has done among us.  Everyone is invited–10:00 at the Lake Norman Y in Cornelius.   Please read Jerel’s blog for more on this.

Guest Blogger – Bailey Law

August 1, 2009

Hi everybody!

i got braces last week!!!!! i have a picture.

we went to the beach a few weeks ago! it was

fun. we did lots of boogie boarding!

the week before that, i went to horse camp.

it was fun!!!!!! our swim team was

 UNDEFEATED 🙂 until the championships!!!!!!

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