|
Intraabdominal Desmoplastic Small Round Blue Cell Tumor
Thanks for keeping up with the Schauts
Dear God, Help me greet this morning with the beauty and love which You created. Allow me to see all the sweet treasures You've planted in each moment. Let me always be grateful for the bird's sweet song and the earth's rich colors. Show me the way to make the most of this brand new day. Guide my actions to reflect the joy of this fresh beginning. Amen
Please go to the pictures to find out about a local benefit for a little boy.
"One"
So many times
In the brief moment between
Heartbeats
I find myself winking at the sky
Or just smiling
Looking upwards
Because I know it was
Your love I just felt
Soak into my skin
With a thousand raindrops,
Or just one
That’s all it takes for
You
To cleanse me and
Cure me and give me
Peace
By Heidi
Nikki was diagnosed with DSRCT in April of 2003, she has undergone numerous chemotherapy treatments, surgery in February of 2004, radiation all of April 2004, followed by 2 higher doses of chemo. They believed the surgery removed all the tumors for the exception of any microscopic parts that may have remained. All CT's since have not seen any tumors appear. Last CT on 9/22/04 next on in about 4 weeks.
Purple Hats!
In honor of women's history month and in memory of Erma Bombeck who lost her fight with cancer. Here is an angel sent to watch over you. Pass this on to five women that you want watched over. If you don't know five women to pass this on to, one will do just fine.
IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck
(written after she found out she was dying from cancer).
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have sat on the lawn with my grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner." There would have been more "I love you's." More "I'm sorry's."
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute...look at it and really see it .. live it ..and never give it back. Stop sweating the small stuff.
Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what.
Instead, let's cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us.
Let's think about what God HAS blessed us with. And what we are doing each day to promote ourselves mentally, physically, emotionally. I hope you all have a blessed day.
Beautiful Women's Month
Age 3: She looks at herself and sees a Queen.
Age 8: She looks at herself and sees Cinderella.
Age 15: She looks at herself and sees an Ugly Sister (Mum I can't go to school looking like this!)
Age 20: She looks at herself and sees "too fat/too thin, too short/too tall, too straight/too curly"- but decides she's going out anyway.
Age 30: She looks at herself and sees "too fat/too thin, too short/too tall, too straight/too curly" - but decides she doesn't have time to fix it, so she's going out anyway.
Age 40: She looks at herself and sees "clean" and goes out anyway.
Age 50: She looks at herself and sees "I am" and goes wherever she wants to go.
Age 60: She looks at herself and reminds herself of all the people who can't even see themselves in the mirror anymore. Goes out and conquers the world.
Age 70: She looks at herself &sees wisdom, laughter and ability, goes out and enjoys life.
Age 80: Doesn't bother to look. Just puts on a purple hat and goes out to have fun with the world.
Send this on to all the women you are grateful to have as friends. Maybe we should all grab that purple hat earlier. Please send this to five phenomenal women today in celebration of Beautiful Women's Month. If you do, something good will happen: you will boost another woman's self esteem
Journal
Friday, July 29, 2005 1:51 PM CDT HI EVERYONE!
WE ARE MOVING
CHECK OUT THE NEW WEBSITE AT www.caringbridge.org/visit/nikkischaut
Let me know what you think
See you there!
Read Journal History
Links:
|
|
