House For Six

Battles

Deme Crinion6 Comments
I just spent the last 20 minutes talking with my 6 year old daughter about cancer.  Today they told her class that their teacher has been diagnosed with ovarian cancer.  It's bad.  She goes in for surgery today, followed by treatment.  She is not much older than me. We ache for her, for her family, for the staff, for the students.....for us. 

The young woman on my side bar with those two adorable kids is Alison.  She's fighting her second battle with cancer, this time it's in her bones.  She is amazing and strong and loved by an entire herd who stands with her.

My Uncle Jack fought a valiant battle with cancer that took him while I was pregnant with my son...my son Jack.  His bride, his daughters, his grandchildren, his family and friends...they miss him every day.

My cousin Juli (above) is Jack's daughter. She fought (and won) her own battle with breast cancer.  The day her hair really started falling out and she shaved her head, we all cried.  Not out of sadness, but because she was so dang beautiful.  And strong. 

....what do you do when someone delivers news of cancer...or "terminal"...or anything that threatens life?


You build an army.  


You gather warriors of all kinds.....

voices of truth to speak against fear....

watchmen to be advocates....

leaders to rally the troops....

keepers to protect hope....

care takers to minister love....

soldiers to take to their knees...


(via)

And so we go...to the battleground on their behalf.  A teacher with her school, and Alison with her herd

For anyone else fighting a battle today, my thoughts and prayers are with you too, dear friends.



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