My sweet father in law went back to see his oncologist yesterday. And the news wasn't what we had prayed for, though it was what we had feared.
His cancer has spread to his liver. He was given 2-4 months and was told to stop the chemo & aggressive treatments and just enjoy whatever life is left.
Baby Bean is due in 14 weeks and we are just praying Papa can hold on for her arrival. To not have a picture or memory of Papa with her breaks my heart.
I cannot imagine how being a Doctor feels when you have to deliver news like that to someone.
I believe that Papa's fate, his life and death do not lie in the hands of his team of doctors. I believe his fate lies in the hands of a loving God. That doesn't mean I am blinded by what medical science is saying, it just means that whatever time he has left---whatever time any of us have left---is God's gift to us.
We should all live as if we were dying. Truly make the most of every day. Share the love you feel for your friends & family with them so they know where they stood in your life. Make a difference.
I pray for Papa's time left to be spent being loved on by our huge family. That his pain is kept at bay and that he is carried home to glory by an amazing cast of guardian angels who have loved him from the start.
Maybe even Papa Bud can take him fishing.
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