I blog often about what my current journey is like, but did you ever wonder about Archie’s side?
When Archie and I first started his cancer journey, it was January of 1999, Taylor was 5 years old. He was 30 and we had our house on the market as we were teaching parents at a boys home for boys placed there by the court system. We were going to make this a career…until cancer came knocking.
They told him he needed to reduce his stress so we gave notice, took our house off the market, and went home, to a home we had never known.
Arch had three out of five possible types of testicular cancer, one sarcoma, two aggressive. I didn’t do research on them because I knew I would never be mentally able to handle carrying the weight of “knowing” with me for the rest of my life. In that one instance, ignorance was bliss. I do not regret that decision. When the re-occurrence happened, it was not text book, so no insight on our part could have prevented the outcome.
Our lives changed. Frequent oncologist visits, CAT scans, blood work and tracking his HCG counts were our focus. Archie was part of a trial group of 5. After 5 years of living under a microscope, the outcome was: it was in remission/cured. Even 16 years later, there was a 1-2% chance of re-occurrence. Stress is killer. Literally.
I never wanted to live without Arch and he knew that. In one of the many evenings of being tired of the silence, I came across a story/song. To me, it spoke of Archie’s side of the journey, so I thought I’d share it with you:
These two were close to the age Arch and I were with the first round of cancer. I never imagined we’d go through it again. Even when I found him that afternoon at 1:22 (I was watching every minute tick by on my way home), I truly thought he would wake up. I never believed he really would leave me. God had other plans for him and me.
I am grateful that we did get a little bit of extra time that we could dance a little, laugh a little, and hope a little…for just a little while longer.
Acts 1:7 “He said to them, “It is not for you to know times or seasons that the Father has fixed by his own authority.”
Please don’t take your “little’s” for granted. They are gone faster than you could ever imagine.
Until Monday: Blessings