I felt like I really needed to honour it being Cancer Awareness Month, and dedicate this post to my brave little warrior of a son and many other's walking and fighting this fight with me either physically, emotionally or practically.
I'm the mummy of Caleb, our precious six year old. He was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukaemia (ALL) last April.
We are 17 months in now....
He's doing incredibly well. To look at him you would just never know what he's walked these last few months. How he has matured, because he's had to. How we have all had to learn to be brave. Learn how to trust. Learn to let go of what we can't control. Learn how to tell ourselves we can get through all this, so we can sleep at night. Learn how to nurture our bruised and battered hearts and the memories of the nights that were so bleak.
Despite all this, I'm THANKFUL he's still with us today.
Life is a gift. Each moment is a gift. It's up to us whether we choose to recognise this as truth or not.
We take nothing for granted and I still pray desperately each night that he will be completely and utterly healed.
He's our fighter.
He completely amazes me.
I'm on a journey to walk as closely as I can to others going through this pain. I feel a connection, a love that I'm pretty sure I wouldn't understand or necessarily have had we not had to go through this.
Yes, it's a rocky one. But I'm striving to come out a stronger wife and mother.
Does this have to define you?
Is sickness Gods 'Plan A'? No. But if you find yourself here, I know your pain, worry and concern over each and every little detail as you care for your baby.
Jesus is my rock in all this pain, struggle and worry. He soothes my soul.
I have complete faith Caleb will make it through. But yep, sometimes it's MEGA hard.
Thank you for all your love, support, prayers towards us during this crazy hard walk.
I want to thank each one of you who has been there for someone walking this walk.
You make a difference.
Your love makes a difference.
Keep walking, keep praying, keep striving.