Saturday, March 17, 2007
A BEAUTIFUL Gift
On Tuesday Kelly, a photographer came to our home to take pictures of Serena and I. Serena warmed up to Kelly very fast. I LOVED how Kelly persuaded Serena to use her camera to take pictures of her bear, frog, and baby doll Kyla. After that Serena was willing to do almost anything Kelly asked. We took pictures of Serena and I reading, playing, walking, Serena jumping on our bed, eating, Serena and I holding hands, Serena giving mommy a kiss and so forth. It was one of the most BEAUTIFUL gifts ever given to me. I know that when Serena sees these pictures she will feel warmth and love in her heart. I want to thank everyone involved in giving this gift to me and my family. I never would have thought of such a gift and it means so much to me and my family. I also want to thank Kelly from the bottom of my heart for she is willing to not only create a CD for Serena but also willing to create a scrapbook for Serena to have forever. I am forever grateful. THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!
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Dave,
Dear Sabina, Michael and Serena,
After reading your last blog I had more tears in my eyes because you continue to bless us with your sweet spirit of Love for each other and ALL those important to you in your family of friends.
Yes, Kelly has given you a beautiful gift and for those of us who are not living near you it will be a "SPECIAL" memory for us to be see and be reminded of the "SPECIAL" lady you have been Sabina.
Michael, may I point out to you that ALL the attention and words of comfort that are coming Sabina's way are meant equally for you.
Many times in this painful setting we leave the partner and other family members asking...What about me and my grief, what about our feelings of loss and pain and grief.
Sabina and Michael, your dear parents over the years have sacrificed everything for your joy and comfort.
As a parent you know that you would rather take a beating yourself than to have Serena in any kind of pain.
So your parents behind the scenes have carried the load when you thought it was more than you could bear. They have cried first and last when your have parted after a visit. They have laid awake at night holding on to hope and faith and love believing with you that, "All things are possible" only believe.
They have faced their own anger and doubt and fear, because in times like these we are ALL brought to our knees in agreement that we are powerless to tell God what to do.
Through it all we are drawn into your circle of love and there in the center of the circle are the three of you, Michael, Sabina and Serena.
The three of you are our "HUB"...and we all reach
out to you like the spokes in a wheel that bind us together so the wheel of love can roll on and continue the journey until this season is over.
And "YES" this season will end
the next season will begin.
As I write this blog I have been in Vancouver, Canada and it has been raining for more than two weeks. But I know that "spring" is coming and the cold of winter and the dark overcast gloomy days will soon give way to the beauty and refreshment of new life in ALL of nature.
The book of "Wisdom" in scripture says...there is a season for everything...how grateful I am Sabina, Michael and Serena that...HEAVEN BEGINS HERE... and soon this "night time journey" will come to a screeching halt and the season of the "Day time" of eternal life will be gifted to each of us forever.
Thank you again for holding on to us and telling us how important we have been to you and assuring us that our belief in you was not in vain.
You three have made us proud and we honor you in your season of pain as we ALL hold on to the promise..."He has made everything beautiful in its time...in its season."
We Thank you, for sharing your hearts with us along your journey of tears.
Enthusiastically yours,
Dave & Monika
Dave,
Thank you so much for the kind words you have shared. I LOVE to read your comments. I never realized the blessing I would receive by creating this blog and sharing my journey. I am thankful for all the comments that everyone has made as it makes me feel LOVED and I know that I am not alone in my journey.
Thank you also for pointing out Michael and how the caregiver is often forgotten. Sometimes I wonder who suffers more?
Thank you again for responding to my blogs and for the inspiration you give me.
God Bless You.
Dear Sabina,
I've been keeping up with your blog since Brandey told me about it and also keeping you in prayer.
The wife of the Nephrologist that I work with walked a strikingly similar path to yours. She was also diagnosed with a very agressive breast Ca at almost the same age as you were and was told that it would very likely metastasize. She was in remission 5 yrs before it did just that. She had a very long course of chemo and radiation and had another 2 years of time with her husband and children before she died last year. Their children were 9 and 13 when she was diagnosed and are now in high school and college. Brian said that he was dreading this first Christmas without her but that she had wrapped presents for them for Christmas and birthdays and other special occasions and made him promise to give them to the children for her. He said she wrapped memories. Trinkets, jewelry, photos, things that would have special meaning and bring back their joyful times together. I thought it was a wonderful idea and that I'd share it with you.
I like what Dave posted about comfort in the old hymns and I thought I'd add another to the list. It's the one that I sing in my heart whenever I'm walking through one of those dark valleys that seem to mark our passage here.
In the dark of the midnight
have I oft hid my face.
When the storms howl around me
and there's no hiding place.
Mid the crash of the thunder blessed Lord, hear my cry.
Keep me safe
till the storm passes by.
Till the storm passes over,
Till the thunder sounds no more.
Till the clouds roll forever
From the sky.
Hold me fast, Let me stand
In the hollow of Thy hand.
Keep me safe.
Till the storm passes by.
Many times Satan whispers
there is no need to try.
That there's no end of sorrow
there's no hope in the bye and bye.
But I know My God is with me.
And tomorrow I'll rise
Where the storms never darken the skies.
And when the long night is ended,
and the storms come no more,
let me stand in Thy presence
on that bright and peaceful shore.
In a land where the tempest
never comes, Lord may I,
dwell with thee,
when the storm passes by.
That's my prayer for you Sabina and for Michael and Serena as well. That you dwell with Him and hold tight to His hand through whatever stormy days may lie ahead.
Prayers & Blessings. Barb
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