February 28th is a new milestone reached and it feels important to acknowledge the major markers as they are achieved. One year ago today was the last day of my final chemotherapy treatment. Each treatment was three days in duration, every other week, and at the time I didn’t realize it would be the last. But, I soon understood it was time to put the treatments behind me.
A month before the final chemo treatment, my little brother took me back home to the beach on the Oregon coast where I grew up. I was born a few blocks away from where these photos were taken. Being extremely weak from the chemo, he cautiously helped me walk close enough to the ocean to smell the familiar smells of my childhood and feel the spray from the waves on my face as they crashed on the rocks. It was just what I needed!
The Pacific Ocean is incredibly massive and powerful and is a place where I’ve always felt closer to God. I wanted to feel nearer to Him and I was NOT disappointed. That day there was a significant winter storm at the beach, but unfortunately, it was the only day I could make the trip. Just as we parked and little brother began helping me out of the car, the heavy wind-driven rain suddenly stopped, making it much easier for me to complete my mission.
We took a short walk closer to the water and as I gazed out over the turbulent waves I said a prayer, asking for guidance. I deeply breathed in the salty ocean air and felt like I was exactly where I needed to be at that moment. Soon, we made our way back to the car and right as little brother opened the car door to help me inside, the wind and rain began again, just as quickly as it had stopped. I like to call these events “God Things.”
This day was also the first time I would be going to the cemetery where Mom was laid to rest two months earlier. I missed my mother’s memorial service, since I was very sick from chemo and unable to attend. Shortly before we arrived at the cemetery the wind and rain stopped again, but this time the sun also began to shine through a break in the clouds. And it shone down on us until we finished our visit with Mom and Dad. I miss them so! We also brought roses, because Mom loves roses.
My relationship with God is very special to me and I often feel His presence along my life journey. It took about six months to mostly recover from that final chemo treatment, but now it’s been a year and I’m doing well. I’m living a normal life, Embracing A Healthy Immune Boosting Lifestyle, doing the things I love and appreciating each day I’m blessed to share with Hubby and my son, and my family and friends. Thank you God!
“I tell you the truth, you can say to this mountain, ‘May you be lifted up and thrown into the sea,’ and it will happen. But you must really believe it will happen and have no doubt in your heart. I tell you, you can pray for anything, and if you believe that you’ve received it, it will be yours.” Mark 11:23-24, NLT