What a difference a week can make!

Last week (on my birthday at the cancer center)life as we thought we knew it seemed to come to a screeching halt, but then came today.
Dh had gone to the cancer center by himself for blood work and to have a sit down with his doctor. I took that time to pick up my journal which I had not been writing in. I tried to put into words how hopeless it all seemed and of course, as always when I stop and reflect and remember who God is and that He is in control of all things and has always brought me through the storms, I'm able to take a deep breath and stand up rejuvenated and ready for whatever news dh would give me.

Without going into detail, I can say that is is a brighter day; news was good; there is a light at the end of this tunnel called chemo therapy. It's not over, but he's over half way; we've come this far and "...yea, though we walk through the valley of the shadow...." we are just walking through it.
Thanks for stopping by and listening to me who can go up to down and back up again at the blink of any eye....or the whisper of a prayer.
Nancy, you asked how you could have missed about my blogs....you probably just thought I wasn't posting...I wasn't for a bit , then under a new blog name. Easy to understand. Just glad you signed on again.
I'm glad for all of you here!
God bless each of you in whatever is happening in your corner of the world.
Babs

My birthday almost gone/gone now!

I forgot to post this on my birthday so am doing it now. I am 63 and so thankful for the life God has granted me, and the blessings He always bestows on me in spite of myself. Thank you, Lord, that your eye is always on the sparrow , and thank you for the friends I've met through this blogging world.

Not much to report on my special day. We were at the cancer center by 8:15 and very little made sense for the rest of the day. Before the day was done I was thinking that another doctor and another cancer center were in order, but too tired to do anything about it.

Doctor saying one week that Herman's neuropothy would be permanent and if it gets worse they will stop treatment immediately and for good.

Two weeks later nurse practitioner throwing up her hands and says she doesn't know what he's talking about; have never done it that way before and so she cut his dose to 85% and wrote two prescriptions for him to take....this because she's unable to reach doc to discuss what in the world is going on. We got the meds, but they will be on hold til we see the "real" doctor.

On the home front, I got so many hand drawn and written cards from grandchildren, some made me cry and some made me laugh out loud. I got lots of little patriotic thingies since they are all on sale right now to go into the patriotic corner I'm working on. My hubby had gotten me the beautiful Patriotic Bible last week which was what I asked for; oldest daughter almost done with the most beautiful flag piece I've ever seen in cross stitch...just don't have pictures; daughter in law brought over a banana pudding for both of us...a rare treat. Baby daughter brought a framed pic she had taken at Gatlinburg a few weeks ago (she's a photographer) and a sketch of rose heart not quite done.

Thought I'd share a few old photos with you. Most people have to go find old graphics...I just go to our old photo albums :)

From first grade to checking out the roses and my long hair before walking to church; a calendar girl laying in the sunshine, and last but not least...my three brothers.

God bless!

Babs

A Patriotic stitching frenzie

Nonnie (me) & granddaughter Annie

I know this isn't much to show, but wanted to let you know what's been going on around here. July is my birthday month and I've always shied away from all the patriotic stuff that comes out every year around July and the 4th. But something happened this year...maybe cause I'm turning 63 soon and my country doesn't look the same anymore, or maybe I'm ashamed of always giving the patriotic pieces I stitch away. Whatever the reason, I do feel so patriotic, and I am so proud of being an American, I just feel like doing something about it.

My daddy served in WWII; my little brother served in Vietnam; my two other brothers served in the military in their early years. Maybe I'll just stitch all this in their honor and the honor of all the others now, which includes my granddaughter Annie (above picture), my niece Jenny, my geat nephew Carlie Ryan and his wife Ariella. Hats off to all of you then and now and those to come.

This first piece, hard to identify right now is Shepherd's Bush Land that I Love.

Here is Shepherd's Bush Tiny Flag which hopefully, will be a pin cushion in the next couple of days...maybe?Finished pieces today include Blackbird Designs little July stocking which started this whole thing.

And then, Shepherd's Bush Be Brave pillow. It looks a little squshed or lop-sided, but this is the first scan. When I get them all displayed, it will look better...I think.

I have this old timey table that I'm converting into my patriotic place, and hope to have a picture of it for you this week.

Bye and hugs for now,

Babs