It's a brand new day - 2

Dad's result yesterday was amazing, overwhelming, unbelievable.

I am still crying about it and as relieved as I am, I am also freaking out because now I feel like we wait for it to come back. This monster lurking in his veins just waiting to strike again at him, at us. I actually let my mind wander a little yesterday and believe I could imagine having Grandparents Day with my Dad at school this year and a birthday with him, holidays, maybe a vacation. I am afraid to entertain too many future events because what IF, that demon rears it's ugly head again and disappointment, dreams are destroyed.

This disease is an awful curse. Only the steadfast, the brave can even attempt to take it on. It's fierce. As strong as we all are, as courageous, I just hope it's enough.

I have prayed and begged with God to give me time. 10 years, what is that in the span of a diety. I just need time and I need relief to build memories with my Dad for my kids. I feel like the Lord has given us this reprieve and I want to make the best of it. I hope it lasts. It just has to.