A Little Celebration!

Last night, Margaret and I went to her favorite French restaurant in Denver, Bistro Vendome, to celebrate Thursday’s doctors’ appointments and reports. As you know, we have not had much cause for celebration over the past few months, so we were not going to miss this one!

The thyroid concern is a thing of the past. Hallelujah! The doctor said she took half of it, but the pathology report suggests that she will not need to take the other half. This will or should benefit Margaret’s overall physical condition – in particular, her energy level and her bones, since the cancer was found on her bones. One of her para-thyroid glands (Who knew of those?) was also taken out, because the doc suspected it was the source of trouble. [Using my language, she simply said that gland was “bad.” I said “I understand what ‘bad’ means morally, but what does it mean medically?”]

Of interest to Wellshire folks, on the way in to see the endocrinologist, we bumped into Wellshire associate pastor, Katie Robb Davis, and her husband with Coulter who was there to get his six-month check-up! You may remember he was born on the same day and in the same hospital at roughly the same time as Margaret’s double mastectomy. A clear sign of God’s presence and providence …

She also saw her oncologist yesterday who pledged to schedule another PET scan before Megan’s wedding, so that – prayerfully, hopefully – Margaret can gleefully breeze through the wedding weekend (It’s more like a wedding “movement.”), knowing that she has no evidence of (active) disease and is in remission – that’s the stated goal for the summer. Prayer warriors? Put that on your list.

Of note, both the endocrinologist and the oncologist – and their aides – were all absolutely incredulous at how quickly she bounced back from surgery last week. The surgeon said that she didn’t think she had seen anyone doing so well just a week out. She even declared, “Wow! You’ve even got your divot back!” We don’t have any idea what “a divot” is, but we assume it has something to do with the throat and is good news. So last night we clinked glasses and cheered the return of her divot.

Margaret now moves on to radiation. She was outfitted this week and tattooed. She will do a trial run next week, and, if all goes well, she will being six weeks of daily radiation on any remaining cancer.

That’s all for now!

Thank you for your interest, concern, prayers, and affection. We love you all!

Cinco de Mayo Update!

11048722_830416930369881_7720948642069963144_oHappy Cinco de Mayo from sunny Pensacola, Florida!

Let’s catch up.

Margaret and I are at the beach for a few days recovering from the Mobile, Alabama, wedding of Matthew Griffith and Lauren Bayly at the Bragg-Mitchell Mansion. It was truly an elegant, wonderful affair – from start to finish. Megan, Joe, and Katie came down to welcome their new sister Lauren into the family, and I was honored to officiate. There was not a dry eye in the yard under a canopy of century-old oak trees, when, after dancing the first half of the groom-mother dance with Jan Griffith, Matt asked Margaret to dance the second half of the dance to … ? You guessed it, “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” – right out of the Wizard of Oz.10659349_10153294382662002_6095420485141685038_n

Unfortunately, Margaret wasn’t wearing red shoes.


At the beach, we have had the absolute JOY of catching up with some friends that we had lost touch with over the years. Tim and Kim Ward were our absolute “besties” for a decade early in our marriage but they moved to Washington DC and we moved several times and we lost touch. They recently moved back to Alabama, so we invited them down. We were like giddy junior high school girls, closing down the eatery and laughing to the point of exhaustion. We pledged to keep it up!

001Of some difficulty, two weeks ago our beloved 11-year old Rottweiler, Deacon, was diagnosed with bone cancer.

Adoption Day!

Adoption Day!

He went downhill fairly rapidly, and we put him “to sleep” about 10 days ago. We had a vet come to the house. Katie, Margaret and I surrounded him with love. It was tender and very tough. ‘Nuff said.

Margaret’s health, of course, remains a challenge. It seems we have a handle on the thyroid issue at the moment. It does appear that she has thyroid cancer (as opposed to breast cancer in her thyroid) but the very good news is that it does not appear to have metastasized. Therefore, she is scheduled to have thyroid surgery next Tuesday. Hopefully, the surgeon will not feel as if the whole thyroid has to come out, since the concern is clearly only on the left side. This pushes the start of radiation back a couple of weeks, but her team of doctors agree this is the right thing to do.

Margaret’s spirits remain high and positive, but her patience is definitely being tried at times. The last 2-3 weeks have been particularly challenging as several tests were done and redone 2-3 times. One of our daughter’s reminded us of a section of a book that we used to read to them when they were impatient, and I’ll close with those words.

As always, thank you for your love and support of our family. You all inspire us.

From Dr. Seuss’ “Oh the Places You’ll Go”:

You can get so confused that you’ll start in to race down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space, headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.

The Waiting Place… for people just waiting.

Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for the wind to fly a kite or waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jack or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just waiting.

No! That’s not for you!

Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying. You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing. With banner flip-flapping, once more you’ll ride high! Ready for anything under the sky.

So, remember (me too!) …

So, will you succeed?

Yes! You will, indeed!

Kid, you’ll move mountains!

Today is your day!

Your mountain is waiting.

So… get on your way!