Peace and quiet

The kids have been gone most of the day with Amy and Carl to Gattitown and I'm sure they are having a blast. Meanwhile, I've been relaxing, eating Twizzlers, drinking sweet tea and enjoying the quiet. It's during these quiet times (when I am awake) when I can really reflect on all that has happened and how good God has been. I'm so thankful that the cancer isn't anywhere else. I am so thankful that they did both surgeries at the same time. I am so thankful that I have such competent, caring doctors.I am so thankful that I have very little pain. I am so thankful for a husband that will give me a bath and empty my drains and wake up in the middle of night to give me meds and crackers and more sweet tea. I'm thankful for a mother-in-law who can come into my home and take over and not get on my nerves. (I mean, who can say that honestly?) I am so thankful for so many friends who call and visit and bring delicious food and love me and my family. I am thankful for old friends and relationships renewed. I am thankful for my RSBC Tuesday AM Bible study friends who have been so concerned and so loving toward someone they barely know. I am thankful for the young people at my church who prayed for me and gave me cards and gifts and sent me text messages at the hospital. I am thankful for my family who has been so supportive even though they are miles away.
I don't want to feel like I did on Tuesday ever again in my life. I never want to get news like I did on Dec. 23rd. I never want to wonder if I'll get to see my children grow up. But I also hope that I never forget this experience and how it's changed my life.