We spent three beautiful days at my parents home on the Muskegan river (a place they call the Rivers Dream Gathering) basking in the sun, floating the river, eating tons of food and enjoying friends and family. My dad only had one "rough" day where he was extremely tired and not feeling "quite right" (because you know your suppose to feel spectacular after three rounds of chemo treatment!). After the one rough day he was back to being Bert coming alive when surrounded by a community of people who love him so dearly. I hope and pray I will have only half the courage my father has. Another huge kuddo to my mom as well who continues to keep working and serving everyone around her. Nothing but beautiful and a treasure that will always be remembered.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Harley Rides and Four Mile Walks
MI is muggy and when you have a plastic boob it feels even muggier! Yet, I will take the muggy days any day to have the opportunity to ride a Hog with my dad as the driver and spend the early morning hours on a four mile walk with both him and my sister.
We spent three beautiful days at my parents home on the Muskegan river (a place they call the Rivers Dream Gathering) basking in the sun, floating the river, eating tons of food and enjoying friends and family. My dad only had one "rough" day where he was extremely tired and not feeling "quite right" (because you know your suppose to feel spectacular after three rounds of chemo treatment!). After the one rough day he was back to being Bert coming alive when surrounded by a community of people who love him so dearly. I hope and pray I will have only half the courage my father has. Another huge kuddo to my mom as well who continues to keep working and serving everyone around her. Nothing but beautiful and a treasure that will always be remembered.
We spent three beautiful days at my parents home on the Muskegan river (a place they call the Rivers Dream Gathering) basking in the sun, floating the river, eating tons of food and enjoying friends and family. My dad only had one "rough" day where he was extremely tired and not feeling "quite right" (because you know your suppose to feel spectacular after three rounds of chemo treatment!). After the one rough day he was back to being Bert coming alive when surrounded by a community of people who love him so dearly. I hope and pray I will have only half the courage my father has. Another huge kuddo to my mom as well who continues to keep working and serving everyone around her. Nothing but beautiful and a treasure that will always be remembered.
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What lovely role models--good solid roots in your family tree...glad you were home, Stacey.
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