I think it is safe to say that 2009 has been like no other year we have ever experienced.
Things like cancer, surgery, radiation, chemo, and feeding tubes are all things that we don't want to experience ever again.
But with the trials that 2009 brought us we also experienced abundant blessings in the midst of those trials. And for that we are ever grateful. We are happy to be moving into 2010 with a bright hope and peace in the future of our family!
"And let the peace of God rule in your hearts... and be ye thankful."Colossians 3:15
In October he was to report to the Brazil Missionary Training Center in Sau Paulo, Brazil. Just days before he was to leave for Brazil we learned that his visa had to be re-done because Brazil had changed their visa procedures. So instead of reporting to Brazil, Jordan was to report to the Missionary Training Center (MTC) in Provo, Utah.
I will say that it really was okay with me that he would remain in the states for a few more months. My heart wasn't quite ready to have him leave the country and, besides that, it made it much easier to send letters and packages. My concern was his Christmas package. Getting packages to Brazil can take a few months and timing a package to arrive in Provo in time for Christmas was much easier than timing it for Brazil! So I was good with him sticking around the states longer than planned.
Fast forward to December 11th... The word we had from Jordan was that he would most likely remain in the MTC until January 4th (which is two weeks longer than he was supposed to be there) and then, if the visas came he would go on to Brazil but if not, he would be sent some place stateside until the visa arrived. Again, I was good with that! We could get his Christmas box to him with the ties he requested (and an extra special University of Kentucky wildcats tie that as a missionary he can't wear but he needed a little UK memorabilia to boost his spirits with all the talk of BYU football at the MTC!) We also sent him Brazil nuts, (thought that was clever since he was headed there!) a pooping reindeer and other goodies for him to share with the other missionaries in his district. I sent the box priority mail on December 13th so it would get there in plenty of time for Christmas.
Fast forward 4 days (December 17th)....I went to pick up Abigail at the middle school because she had a pie order that came in and there was no way for her to bring the pies home on the bus. On my way home Annah, who had stayed at home, called my cell phone and said, "Mom! Jordan called!"
"What? Jordan called???"
"Yes!" she confirmed. "He said that he was leaving for Brazil next week!"
(A quick calculation in my head and I think he must have gotten his visa so he will leave on December 21st just as scheduled. Perfect! His box should arrive on the 18th so he will get his Christmas things just in time. I am feeling proud of the timing of sending out that package!)
I ask Annah, "So what day does he leave?"
Her little 10 year old voice on the other end of the phone says sweetly, "I don't know. I forgot to ask him."
Wow...wind out of my sails! Then to comfort my obvious disappointment she adds, "But he said he will call back tomorrow!"
"Oh good!" (I am feeling better about missing his phone call now.) "What time is he going to call tomorrow?"
Another sweet and unassuming reply, "I don't know. I forgot to ask him."
I couldn't contain myself anymore, "You FORGOT to ask him? How could you FORGET to ask him?"
Well, she was beginning to feel bad as she realized she forgot to ask the important information and I was feeling bad because she forgot to ask the important information. When I hung up the cell phone all I could do was cry. I do that a lot when I think about Jordan. I miss him. Add in there that it is Christmas and I now know he won't have a package and my boy is leaving the country! So yes, I cried.
Well, I waited the next day for a call from him but the time came and went that I expected his call. Later that evening Tim and I were out doing some Christmas shopping at about 7:00 pm my cell phone rang...it was Jordan!
Imagine our shock when we ask when he was leaving for Brazil and he said, "I am in New York right now and we fly out at 10:45 tonight!"
"What?? But, but...." I stammered. "Annah said you were leaving for Brazil next week!"
"No," he said. "I told her that next week I would talk to her when I was in Brazil because I can call on Christmas."
Makes perfect sense....NOW! :)
It was a thrill to talk to him even though we were standing in Meijer when we did!
He was traveling with only 2 other missionaries with him as they were the only ones who got their visas. We did learn that he did NOT receive his Christmas box since he had left the MTC at 6:30 Friday morning -- the day the box was to arrive. I felt bad that he would have nothing for Christmas but this year his gift would be that he was able to make it to Brazil where he has been so anxious to serve the people there. He was dreaming about the day he would be able to get his visa and go on to Brazil and now that was a reality for him. He was happy and we were happy for him.
Only a week went by before we were able to talk to him again because missionaries can call home twice a year, on Christmas and again on Mother's Day. In the afternoon of Christmas Day we called him and we all talked to him for an hour. It was good to hear his voice, hear a few stories of what his experience had been already, be able to ask him questions and be able to hear his Portuguese when we asked a question that he didn't know so he had to ask his Brazilian companion, Elder Ferreira.
It was an emotional time speaking to him, knowing that he's feeling the struggles of every foreign serving missionary of understanding the language and being understood but we know that in time it will come. In the meantime, we pray for his language abilities and his patience with himself in learning. He is in the Lord's hands and He will comfort him and help him because he has promised,
"I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you." ~John 14:18~
~Jordan 19, Jacob 15, Abigail 12 and Annah 10 and Ella 6 months~
(Minus Tim and his wife Lisa and Andrew)
“Christmas is more than trees and twinkling lights, more than toys and gifts and baubles of a hundred varieties. It is love. It is the love of the Son of God for all mankind. It reaches out beyond our power to comprehend. It is magnificent and beautiful. It is peace. It is the peace which comforts, which sustains, which blesses all who accept it.” ~Gordon B. Hinckley~
We tried our hand at making a gingerbread house this year. Last year we lost the roof in a frosting slide and the house never did recover even with Tim and Jacob DRILLING into the roof to try to anchor it in place! This year was a better result perhaps only because the gingerbread house was already put together in the box! :)
With supplies ready we were up for the task.....
In the world of gingerbread houses
mess = progress
We made a LOT of progress!
Okay, so some of the marshmallow people resemble Tim Burton's character's from The Nightmare Before Christmas .....a tad scary, but a conversation piece!
This is Tim and I! :)
That is Ella on the right the corner of the igloo, with Jacob (on the left), Annah with the blue alien blue eyes, and Abigail with the blue hat. :)
This is Tim, Andrew and Jordan!
The finished gingerbread house...
We are having a MUCH better Christmas this year than last year....
Six months ago we fell in love..with a puppy we named Ella.
Ella quickly found her way into our hearts and home, and life hasn't been quite the same since...in a good way.
Since her introduction into our lives I have discovered a whole new world called Pet Smart. Each time we go there it never ceases to amaze me to see the hundreds of things available to feed, carry, entertain, groom and clothe your pet!! I never knew...until now.
Being a Maltese, Ella needs to be groomed by someone with more capable skills than I possess so we made an appointment to get her first haircut, you know, in time for her first Christmas!
It was quite amusing that this little bundle of fur, who thinks she's way bigger than her nearly 6 pounds, was shaking -- visibly shaking -- when I walked into the pet salon at Pet Smart! I guess I should have known that might be the reaction when we were walking into the store. She made it across the parking lot and to the sidewalk before she went spread eagle on the ground and I had to pick her little body up and carry her in!
But she lived through the experience although she was uncharacteristically quiet (and lighter!) the rest of the day. I am convinced that she was being so careful not to repeat whatever she thinks she did to make us take her to that awful place! :)
That was on Wednesday. On Saturday we returned to Pet Smart again with Ella in tow to have her picture taken with Santa. Never did I think that even *I* would stoop to having a dog's picture taken with Santa, but when you fall in love you can do some unexplainable things...that, and two girls pleading for the opportunity to have a framed documentation of Ella's first Christmas!
Well, just few minutes waiting for Santa to be ready was enough to make us know that we were not going to spend $$$ on that opportunity. Santa was a little thin with clothes all askew, a mustache that was below his lip and a hat that wouldn't stay on his head. As Santa's assistant tried to help preserve Santa's true identity, it became obvious that Santa wasn't the jolly Mr. Claus but rather, a frustrated Mrs. Claus!
From that messed up scene we went on to look around the new and fascinatingworld of dog owners. I've never seen so many bones....
or treats! Amazing!
And even more amazing was seeing Tim's eyes light up when he saw something so familiar to him.....
BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Welcome to the world of dog lovers!
*No we didn't buy the DogSure although we were tempted! :)
Several nights ago we tried to herd the kids into the living room for prayer...
They weren't exactly cooperative. Someone always has "something" that will take "just a minute" (said in a exasperated tone of voice!) and when one decides to say that, it is license for the others to follow. The thought process is, "Oh, he or she is not coming yet so *I* don't have to come either." And so it goes....most every night.
That night as Tim and I waited in the living room pleading with them to come for prayer Tim called out,
"Don't make us have to have more kids to try to get some obedient ones!"
He's a very funny man! I do love being married to that funny man!
*I LOVE this picture done by Marissa Noe of Jordan and Tim! She did such a wonderful job! Thank you so much , Marissa!
I suppose that by now you know tomorrow has come and gone!
My last post, Waiting For Tomorrow, was the day before Tim was going for his CT scan. Tim did indeed have his scan on Tuesday, December 1st.
From first peeks at the scan it appeared that all was well and yesterday that was doubly confirmed by Tim's oncologist, Dr. Arnold. Can we ever begin to explain the joy and thankfulness that we feel? What a way to start "the most wonderful time of the year"!
The time leading up to the scan is like holding your breath...for a long time. It's a squeezing feeling of your heart and mind as you wait. When the news comes it's like being able to inhale deeply to restore your life. Indeed, in many ways, it has restored our life.
Tim will have another CT scan in 4 months. Then, providing all looks good, he will have a CT every 4 months for the next year. After that it is every 6 months for two more years, then once a year till year 5. With cancer 5 years is the magic number. At year 5, if all is well, they give you the boot! That is our dream right now.
We go into this Christmas season with a much different circumstance than last year. Almost a year ago now (on December 23) I sat in the waiting room of the hospital while Tim was having a biopsy that, in the end, confirmed he had cancer. In that waiting room I passed the time by writing out Christmas cards that were uncharacteristically late in being sent. Life as we knew it was turned upside down and Christmas cards were the last thing on my mind. And given our pending news, I didn't know what to write to people that hear from us each year with a cheerful update of the previous months.
But this year there is renewed hope and appreciation for our life, our family, and each other. Trials tend to show you what you are made of and I am here to tell you that Tim is made of some pretty hardy stuff! He continues to be a knight, as tough as they come and armed with the right amour -- faith, hope, a desire to do whatever is necessary to stand steadfast, firm and immovable.
Ephesians 6:13 "Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand."
"What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us?"
I am Loretta..wife to Tim and mom to 6 great kids. Tim (the younger), Andrew, Jordan, Jacob, Abigail and Annah and mother-in-law to Lisa and McKenna and grandmother to two grandsons, August Samuel born in September 2015 and Mackson Timothy David born in March 2016!
Tim and I have been married for 31 years and have lived in central Kentucky for over 20 years. Cancer invaded our lives in December 2008 when Tim was diagnosed with base of tongue cancer but in spite of it, we are still a happy and thriving family! I am grateful for my life, all we have come through, all we are going through and all that is yet to come because I believe, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."