There are two people that have always been very special to me (and to my sister, mom, and dad). These two helped raise my sister and I. Maybe my mother regrets not getting to be there more while we were growing up. She worked long hours as a nurse so my sister and I spent a lot of time at our grandparent's farm in Alpine, Tennessee. I truly hope that my mother doesn't regret it too much because I am so very thankful that we got to know our grandparents like we did. While in school most of my friends saw their grandparents maybe once a week, if that much. We saw our grandparents almost everyday. Instead of having one mother and father, we had two of each.
Growing up I spent a lot time out on the farm with my Poppy Hershel (Emily never like the farming stuff). The fact that his first grandkid was a little girl did not stop him from taking me out to feed cattle when I asked to go. He was off work on Wednesdays so that was the day I would spend with him.
The rest of the week we spent with Granny Georgie. There isn't another person like her. She has had to deal with more loss troubles than anyone should ever have to deal with. All of that never stopped her from truly loving life. Somehow she has always been the most positive and happiest person I know. She loves everyone she meets and anyone is welcomed into the family with open arms and hearts. If there was ever anyone who didn't have a family to spend Christmas with, they came to Granny and Pa's house. She not only opened her house up to so many people, but she went out of her way to make sure she had extra Christmas gifts so that everyone who showed had something to open. Now, there were times that she may or may not have re-gifted something that was given to her the year before. She is the master of re-gifting!
If me or Emily ever need advice on something, we call Granny. I would rather ask her for advice than my husband. If I need to know how to boil eggs, I call her (and yes, I actually did call her once to ask how to do that). Her house is one you can always go to for food, laughter, and just to relax and chill ("chillax" as Emily would say). And this goes for neighbors as well.
Living in the Upper Cumberland area of Middle Tennessee we are known for having a lot snow days. I mean, our roads are just horrible when it comes to winter weather. So there were several times while growing up that there would be six of us (my sister, me, and four other kids that were like brothers to me) spending snow days with Granny Georgie. On the weekends during the colder months everyone we knew came over to enjoy a fun Saturday night of Rook games and homemade Chili.
I am writing all of this because recently our world has been mostly turned upside down. On December 23 Granny was told by her doctor that the results of the mammogram showed a suspicious spot on her breast. It seems recently that cancer has been happening to so many we know, but up until now, not to our immediate family. So even though there has been too many in Granny's family die way too young, it still somehow came as a shock when I read the text that yes the suspicious spot was indeed breast cancer and there were two other spots in the lymph nodes. My first thought was this just isn't fair. How could this happen to such a kind, loving person? A person that so many others depend on.
It seems like so unreal, but in fact it is all too real. So what's a person to do in this type of situation? Pray, of course. I have prayed harder in the past month that I ever have before and I am sure the same can be said for the rest of the family. And God has answered our prayers this far. She has had some positive news about the cancer. So far they haven't found anymore tumors. It also tested positive for Estrogen and Progesterone, which is apparently a good thing. It is a fast growing kind, but hopefully they caught it in time. The scan she is having Tuesday should tell for sure if there are signs of cancer anywhere else. I am going to continue to pray that there are none. If all goes as planned, she will have a mastectomy Thursday morning. This is not going to be an easy journey for her, but there is hope that she will pull through and be ok in the end.
I do know that from now on I vow to do my best to live each day to the best I can. I hope that I can learn to be as positive about life as she is. And I am going to spend as much time with my family and friends as I can.