We just received news that our sweet granddaughter has possible cancerous growths on her thyroid. I was devastated by the news. I love her so very much. I’ve been thinking back on the fun times we’ve had together and will have together:
She and her cousin took my phone and giggled nonstop in the back seat of the car as we returned home from a trip. The next day I found 75 pictures in my photographs of their eyeballs, toenails, and noses. What fun!
I love to listen to her recital piece on the piano at 5:30 in the morning before a busy day at an early morning study group and school.
Every summer we hike the Idaho mountains and swim in the icy cold waters of a hidden lake.
She loves to cook and can take over in the kitchen in a flash.
Just after her doctor visit when she found out about the possible cancer, she had a swim meet. Determined not to let the bad news get the best of her, she swam her heart out and cut two seconds of her 100 fly.
I cherish the moments with her. Our prayers are with her through this trial. I wish she didn’t have to go through it. I know she’ll be alright. The cure rate is high. But this incident has caused me to remember the gratitude I feel for her love and her life.