I am worn out. Two nights at Vanderbilt, discharged today, from drug reactions. Again. Some days I wonder, is it the drugs or the cancer that I am battling?

Lisa S you are my hero emailing about the walk and putting flowers in my yard again while I lay there, and you didn’t even know it.

I think I have never thanked our friends at Verizon Wireless, some of which we’ve known for twenty years. It means so much to us the way you have supported us again and again as I battle this beast and Alan tries to keep it all together. You are the best, thank you.

Thank you to Team Willett and it’s supporters which have raised almost $8000 online and offline in donations to the MRF and currently consists of over 60 people. Absolutely astounding.

I could go on and on, we are so blessed.

I will see you Saturday – look for the TEAM WILLETT signs. I will be there.

This has been on my mind, lots of carrying going on here lately. Thank You God for my family and friends and for every day.

Peace to you all,

Footprints in the Sand

One night I dreamed a dream.
As I was walking along the beach with my Lord.
Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand,
One belonging to me and one to my Lord.

After the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that at many times along the path of my life,
especially at the very lowest and saddest times,
there was only one set of footprints.

This really troubled me, so I asked the Lord about it.
“Lord, you said once I decided to follow you,
You’d walk with me all the way.
But I noticed that during the saddest and most troublesome times of my life,
there was only one set of footprints.
I don’t understand why, when I needed You the most, You would leave me.”

He whispered, “My precious child, I love you and will never leave you
Never, ever, during your trials and testings.
When you saw only one set of footprints,
It was then that I carried you.”

– by Margaret Fishback Powers