Been going through some old pics lately.
I love these people...
I am a part of them.
My momma is still fighting the cancer fight. It's been a tough 4 weeks. Nothing staying down, nausea, a hospital stay, no energy. She is determined to beat this cancer thing though. I know it's a bad day when she doesn't have her wig or makeup on, and every once in a while I will catch her in the middle of a pity party...but most of the time when I go to visit, I'm the one being buoyed up after talking to her. Momma is always so positive.
My dad is great. He is so kind and funny. They are a great team. He's her gopher.... "Lyle go for this"..."go for that"....and he gets out of his chair and does it. I'm proud of him. It's hard to watch your sweetheart suffer and I know he wishes this to all go away...but he tells her her gray mohawk is gorgeous as he holds her puke pan.
I am off to China with my honey...but boy, I will miss my people