Sunday, April 4, 2010

Happy Easter!

It has been a joyful Easter Sunday! We cherished the time spent with family, worshiping in church, enjoying spring, and celebrating the resurrection. He is risen indeed! 

We started the morning getting ready for church and attempting to take pictures.  Both my children are very anti-photo these days.  Can't you just feel the joy in this one?
They look like kidnapped prisoners! Seconds later they were laughing again, just never in the same direction.  Oh well, we'll have to settle for the impromptu shots later in the day.   Good thing they smailed so much yesterday :)

We enjoyed the Easter service.  The kids were great and recognized many of the hymns.  Julia was asked to help during the children's sermon.  It was a touching moment to see her standing there smiling thinking of how far she has come since last Easter.  Then we headed over to visit their Great-great-great Aunt Melba and bring her some supper and good cheer.

Then the family came over for an egg hunt and supper.  The kids had a great time with their cousins...

grandparents...
and great-grandparents...
and we feasted like kings on lamb, ham, potatoes, sweet potatoes, roasted veggies, homemade bread, cakes, cupcakes, candies and more.  Delicious food and family fun...

But more importantly it was a day to stop and look at all we have been blessed with and to remember the redemption in each of our hearts that has been graciously given out of Christ's suffering and ultimate sacrifice.  We are free to walk in victory equipped with the fruit of the Spirit because of this amazing gift. 
Thank you for the cross Lord
Thank you for the price You paid
Bearing all my sin and shame
In love You came
And gave amazing grace

Thank you for this love Lord
Thank you for your nail pierced hands
Washed me in Your cleansing flow
Now all I know
Your forgiveness and embrace

Worthy is the Lamb
Seated on the throne
Crown You now with many crowns
You reign victorious
High and lifted up
Jesus Son of God
Darling of Heaven crucified
Worthy is the Lamb
Worthy is the Lamb

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Saturday of Smiles

We could not have asked for a more perfect day! It was literally dripping spring everywhere you looked...

Carter had Grandpa out doing sniper exercises after breakfast...
Anderson and Julia find tremendous joy in ringing the bell in the backyard.  Their expressions are priceless...
Then a few rounds of basketball...
and tree climbing...
After lunch they decorated foam eggs...
Then we headed to the playground for some swinging...
and soccer...
and fun...
All this playing was making everyone hot, so a trip to Rita's was in order- yum!!!
Then we dyed Easter eggs (nothing like some near-nude fun.  So funny that this same scene is being replicated in homes across the country :)...

decorated cookies...

...and kids!! They ate a crazy amount of icing from their bodies after they iced their own bellies!
It was a wonderful day of family fun.  The kids were on the move from breakfast until bath.  By the end of the day they were all dirty, sticky, and smiling from ear to ear.  We are so thankful for the time we spend together!

Good Friday


A time to stop and reflect.  Today is the day we remember the ransom required by each of us as sinners.  A debt that has been paid in full.  The longer I live in this world and the more I get to know my God the more incomprehensible this gift becomes.  It is hard to fathom the depth of Christ's suffering.  The brutality of it all is heartbreaking, but it was not the nails that held Jesus to the cross that day, it was His overwhelming love for each of us.

I hear the Savior say,
"Thy strength indeed is small;
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in Me thine all in all.”

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
For nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim,
I’ll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calv’ry’s Lamb.


And now complete in Him
My robe His righteousness,
Close sheltered ’neath His side,
I am divinely blessed.


Lord, now indeed I find
Thy power and Thine alone,
Can change the leper’s spots
And melt the heart of stone.


When from my dying bed
My ransomed soul shall rise,
“Jesus died my soul to save,”
Shall rend the vaulted skies.


Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
For nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim,
I’ll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calv’ry’s Lamb.


And when before the throne
I stand in Him complete,
I’ll lay my trophies down
All down at Jesus’ feet.


These words flood my heart every time I sing them.  I have nothing to offer, but everything to receive.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Resurrection Egg Hunt

We've been having fun enjoying the beauty of spring, the gorgeous weather, and the celebration of Easter week.  One of the highlights this past week was a Resurrection Egg Hunt with some of our fellow homeschooling families.  We have been so fortunate to know so many other families making this choice.  This week we had the chance to get to know even more.  Such a blessing!

The kids hunted for eggs filled with treats as well as a special dozen filled with a different kind of treasure.

After all the eggs were found, the kids gathered round to listen to Ms. Jenna share the Easter story.  She used the resurrection eggs to help tell the story.  Each egg contains a different item symbolic of Christ's last week.  The kids listened intently and participated in the retelling.


We couldn't have asked for a better day- perfect weather, precious fellowship, and sweet playtime!

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Looking Back

It's so hard to believe just a year ago, Julia had major surgery.  It was by far one of the most trying days for all of us.  She had been NPO since the night before and they woke us at 6am to prep her for surgery at 8am.  The OR schedule had changed due to overnight cases and she wasn't actually taken back until 1:30pm.  Our time together was sweet and she was playful and happy.  We all doted on her, played games, and enjoyed the gift of time.  

They took her from us to go back to the OR.  She was peaceful and happy as ever.  Handing her over with so many unknowns was a feeling I will never forget.  As my heart and mind went into overdrive, I found myself in a constant state of prayer.  Our time in the waiting room seemed to last for days.  I had no real concept of time or place.  I knew I should eat and sleep and rest.  I just wanted to know she was okay.  
The OR nurse called us every few hours with progress reports.  It was actually one of her calls that confirmed the cancer, when she casually reported that her portacath was being installed.  It all became sickeningly real in an instant.  We all cried and prayed through our tears as we listened to David Crowder Band's Remedy CD.  We had such a sweet time of worship in the midst of our pain, knowing that God had all of this in His plan.  Everything is for His glory and He has already given us the Remedy for everything that happens in this world.

A few hours later, Dr. Pranikoff came out to take us back to see her.  It was so late at night, the pediatric recovery dept was closed so he wound us through a maze of halls to the adult hospital. 
I will never forget his tender words and understanding tone, mixed with giddy enthusiasm.  He could not emphasize enough how nasty, irregular, and unusual the tumor was when he removed it.  He could not believe how fortunate she was to have had it found by accident.  We told him God showed it to us on purpose.  He reminded us it likely saved her tremendous suffering and possibly her life.  Because in the Wilms' world, this is considered a really small tumor! I know that seems so crazy.  We recently learned that these tumors double in size about every 2 weeks, so you can only imagine where it was headed and the saving grace of God's divine intervention in Julia's life...

 

We felt so grateful and indebted to him.  I know God is the one who gives him the skill and ability, but you can't help but feel appreciation for the person who made it happen.  He removed and examined all the organs in her abdomen, removed the tumor without leaking any cancer cells, removed the left side of her urinary tract and lymph nodes, and avoided all her major arteries.  

When she went in for her port removal surgery this past February, I found myself in the same waiting room again.  This time I was alone with my thoughts.  As I sat down I found I couldn't sit in the same place, the feelings were too raw.  As I sat across from that couch I relived that day.

  March 27, 2009...



...and this year..... March 27, 2010....

Oh, the difference a year makes! At 1:30pm this year, we weren't waiting for a transport to the OR to see the surgeon, we were waiting for the helicopter to arrive to drop 10,000 Easter eggs! 
We were blessed with a beautiful sunny day.  The kids had a great time hunting, running, laughing, and playing.

God's grace is overwhelming and His goodness is humbling.  We view every day as a gift.  We have been given the precious gift of a new year.  Spring is such a time of excitement, renewal, and rebirth and we are feeling it down to our core...

Thursday, March 25, 2010

The Day

It was one year ago today that time stood still for a moment and our lives were hurled down a completely new path.  I had no idea that the words I had written the night before were a foreshadow of our life to come and the foundation that God had laid in my heart for a time such as this. 

It is hard to believe a full year has gone by.  I can still remember every detail of that day in vivid detail, as if it just happened yesterday.  I remember every event, every thought, every feeling.  It was like it was all happening in slow motion.  As the world continued status quo around us, everything we knew was changed in an instant.  God had ordained a path for us that we never imagined, but He was already going down it ahead of us.  Every step would be in blind faith.  We had no idea what to expect.

There are so many moments of the past year that have been life-changing for us...
  • the moment the ultrasound tech came in the waiting room and told us the pediatrician needed to talk to us across the street
  • hearing the pediatrician say, "We think she has cancer."
  • standing in the rain crying as the words sunk into my soul
  • meeting her pediatric oncologist an hour later
  • handing her to a nurse to be taken to the OR
  • hearing the OR nurse say on the phone line, "They are putting in her port now." our first confirmation it was cancer
  • sitting down in the parent lounge to hear the "your child definitely has cancer" speech
  • telling our children that Julia had cancer
  • holding her and watching as the first round of chemo drugs went in
  • laying her sedated body on the table while they mapped and marked her body for radiation
  • her hair falling out in handfuls whenever I touched her head
  • her first blood transfusion
  • the moment I realize we felt completely at home in the oncology clinic and it had become a part of our routine
  • watching what chemo does to a child
  • the last day of treatment
  • the first time we went out in public again without precautions
  • the first time hearing the words, 'the scans are all clear'
It has been quite a year, to say the least.  We have all been changed.  Sometimes the changes are obvious and expected and other times they catch us by surprise when we find out the many ways cancer has penetrated every part of us.  But I can say with confidence we are all better people and we have experienced our God in an intimate way that can only happen in crisis.  Our faith has been tested and deepened in ways we don't even fully grasp, yet.  We have gone through so many stages of "new normal", it makes me dizzy to think about them all.

The end of treatment in October and her first round of clear scans in January ushered us into a new world.  It was a tough adjustment.  Another cancer mom described it as being kicked out of the nest.  When your child has cancer your schedule is not your own.  As parents we are at the mercy of the doctors, hospitals and their plans.  We wait to be told where to go and what to do.  The idea of planning ahead or deciding when things will happen is a foreign concept.  I laughed the other week at the peds office when I heard a parent arguing about when they could fit their child's next appointment into their schedule.  In the cancer world we just nod and put the card in our bag. We are not in the driver's seat of our lives anymore. 

When treatment ends you feel lost for awhile.  The battle phase is over and now it is time to survey the battlefield and take stock of the situation.  It was a slow process for us as we all adjusted to new roles, healed physically and emotionally, found a new rhythm, and started to rejoin the world as regular participants.  When you are kicked out of the nest you suddenly discover you can't fly as gracefully as you may have before.  There is healing that needs to happen before these wings can flap again.  Outside the security of the nest and all the caring staff, it is an ambiguous place to be.  Fighting cancer is an action.  We hate to have to do it but as parents we like action.  Now we are in the hoping all is clear and nothing comes back stage.  See, even the name... ambiguous.  We have faith that she was healed.  We have faith that God has cared for her every step of the way.  But we are not promised complete healing.  Actually just the opposite, we are promised there will be suffering in this world.  I say this not to be pessimistic, but to be real.  We have never had to struggle with the "why me?"  In fact, just the opposite, "why not me?"  We are never immune to suffering or safe from tragedy.  This happens to families just like ours, just like yours, everyday.  In the case of pediatric cancer, it's once every 3 1/2 minutes.  This can happen to any of us and there are no guarantees, except one... Our God who loves us, created us, and sustains us has every page of our lives already written in His book.  We can rest in His hands and trust His heart, no matter what happens. 

As I look around at where we are right now, I am overwhelmed with gratitude.  Our sweet little Julia went into a cocoon a year ago.  We didn't know how or when she would emerge on the other side.  It has been several months now since she began the healing process.  She has had to heal physically from the chemo, the meds, and the port removal.  It took several weeks to build up her endurance and stamina.  Her hair is growing and she is feeling more like a little girl these days.  She has been healing emotionally as she learns to be 3 again- learning to handle her emotions, follow the rules, interact with her brother, play with other children, be away from us, and process all she has experienced this year. 

In the past week she has made tremendous strides.  Her childish imagination is returning.  We overhear her making up songs, talking to her animals, and pretending.  Such a sweet sound! Her joy for life is returning.  She is so excited to go places these days and is bubbling with details she can't wait to share afterwards.  Her heart is healing, too.  She has her sparkle back and is finding herself again.  She loves to tell us she loves us in the most random moments.

She has recently been filled with amazing anticipation.  We received the news that Julia's wish was being granted by the Make-A-Wish Foundation.  Our little animal lover is getting her dream to go see the beluga whales, seals, sea lions, dolphins, dogs, horses, and orcas at Sea World in Orlando! We will be staying at the Give Kids the World Village and visiting several of the parks in Orlando.  The kids are beyond excited and cannot wait for May to arrive. Julia has been dreaming about a family vacation for months. After everything she has been through this past year and everything they have had to give up I am brought to tears by the thought of them having a chance to get away in a child's paradise.  We feel so blessed.     
 As spring unfolds around us, our sweet girl has emerged a butterfly and is eager to see how she can fly!

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Happy St. Baldrick's!

Did you wear your green on Wednesday?

We did! For St. Baldrick's, one of our favorite charities.
We first learned about St. Baldrick's last year when Billy, his brother Anthony, and his friend Brian shaved their heads to raise money for pediatric cancer.  Pediatric cancer continues to be the most underfunded group of cancers, receiving only 3% of national research dollars.  It is considered an 'orphan cause' because it is not as profitable as many adult cancers.  That sentence makes me sick to my stomach.  Unfortunately in the realm of drug research profit drives funding.
But there ARE noble exceptions out there and groups doing the hard work for these kids.  St. Baldrick's is one of those few who is putting the money in the hands of the researchers on the cutting edge and the front lines of these life or death battles.  You can read more about their actual research on their site.  Since 2000, they have given over $69 million to pediatric cancer research!!! 
  • In 2009, St. Baldrick’s donors and volunteers made possible over $12 million in funding for childhood cancer research! This includes 28 grants, as well as funding for 45 young doctors who will be tomorrow’s top researchers.
  • The Foundation funds local institutions and cooperative research on a national scale to help doctors work together to develop the best treatments for all children with cancer.
  • St. Baldrick’s adheres to the standards set forth for top rated organizations by the US Better Business Bureau and charity rating agencies.
These are not just words and numbers to us.  These are lives.  Lives of individual and precious little children who deserve safer treatments and options to fight their cancers.  They deserve a chance at life.  Sweet Lily from our hospital is one of those directly impacted.  Without St. Baldrick's research dollars, Lily would not have had chemo drug options to battle her stage 4 neuroblastoma.  She is still fighting and thriving, PRAISE GOD! Here are the words of her mother...

Did you know that without funds for research from organizations like St. Baldrick's and Lillie's Friends  http://www.lilliesfriends.org/ , our little girl would not have had the chance to be on the first study we enrolled in....the one that included the two chemotherapy drugs that have worked so well for Lily?! There would not have been a study without the funds to research the drugs...

Wit
hout that research money, Lily and a special friend to her would not be able to receive this medication we have just started taking - Nifurtimox...the same one the has been killing 80 to 90 % of tumors in children that have already taken it.  We are in a study.  They will STUDY Lily's results to see if this drug can be used on a widespread basis.  This is about saving lives of children...not just about numbers, statistics and funding.  There is SO little funding for research for neuroblastoma.  We thank GOD that these organizations and families have paved the way for a cure for our daughter.

Can you even imagine being in the shoes of the parents who are told, "sorry, we have no more options for your child to fight their cancer?" It happens too often.  Want to help make a difference?
  • Visit the St. Baldrick's site. 
  • Join an event near you and raise funds for these kids.  There are hundreds of them nationwide. Don't have one? You can start one. They will walk you thru the entire process and help you with everything.
  • Donate in honor of Julia or another St. Baldrick's child.  Check with your company, many businesses will match funds.
  • Join Team Julia 2010 and shave your head for the kids, in Winston Salem on September 11, 2010. When you sign up they will send you the pins to wear and literature to help with fundraising.  A bald head is a great way to spark conversation and spread awareness :)