Some Soccer Pictures and An Update on My Dad For Your Tuesday

I can’t believe the leaves outside my window are beginning to show their fall colors! :)

In light of how quickly time gets away from me, I wanted to pop in and say hi.  I’m still here.  I also want to share a little about the two main things on my mind these days.  Happy and sad alike. 

Soccer

Did I tell you my youngest joined a team that is very serious about their soccer?  Well he has. 

That’s a good thing.  His team is amazing. 

And a bad thing.  His schedule is a bit demanding.  Lol!

But we’re working with it since it’s such a wonderful opportunity.  My older boys can’t believe how lucky he is.  :)

Speaking of my older two…they are nearing the end of their high school season and are enjoying the team.  Apparently, the guys are pretty funny. 

Here are a few pictures from their games.  I have to be sneaky with the camera or they catch me!  I hope no one rats me out.  (#13 and #17 are mine.) 

The games are very fast and very physical.   

I love to watch all three play!  I’m so happy to make these memories with them.

Dad

Dad had a stent placed in his esophagus last week.  However, it hasn’t given him the freedom to eat like I had hoped it would. 

We talk often on the phone.  Mom and Dad share with me the plans they are making.  Those are hard conversations and they leave me feeling sad.

Dad told me he had his defibrillator turned off this morning.  Doctors told him it would be best.  His heart couldn’t withstand the shock if it went off anyway.  I know they’re right.  But I still cried.  Even now, I just can’t stop the tears.

But I’m also blessed to see how God continues to provide.  This week, Mom and Dad are having a tank of oil delivered, paid for by my three cousins. Isn’t that amazing?  What a blessing!!  

It is a daily battle to entrust my dad and his home-going to God’s care.  I know in my head that there is nothing outside of God’s control or His tender loving care.  Yet, my heart is breaking at the thought of letting go. 

I would so appreciate your continued prayers. 

I do fairly well if no one talks to me or asks how Dad is doing.  ;) I even made it all the way to my seat in church Sunday morning.  But when the music started I crumbled and left to find some composure.  I hate that my emotions are so raw. 

A friend who lost her husband to cancer last Christmas found me.  She is such a wonderful example of grace and how God can use deep pain to encourage others.  Someday, I want to pass that blessing on to another hurting heart.  She’s my hero this week.  :)