We got excellent news this week. My July 1 PET scan showed what we were all hoping, the cancer is gone. It’s a huge sigh of relief to be back on track with the plan. Ya girl’s had enough of these road blocks and detours. On to the second transplant.

I had my third round of chemotherapy this week as well. It was a bummer week to feel sick with the 4th of July holiday, but the kids still had fun. We’re blessed with a wonderful neighborhood that fosters a sense of community, especially on the 4th.

I have no updates regarding timing of the transplant. I’m waiting to see what appointments I need to complete and tests I need to repeat. I also have no idea if my protocol and donor are the same as they were in March. We’ve lived a lot of life since then.

A word from *one* mountaintop. It is so very easy to sit here this week and say how good our God is. It’s easier when prayers are answered and medicine works to say this is all just part of God’s plan. But as someone who has climbed 4 mountains in the last 18 months with still one on the way I just want to say, it’s not always easy. It’s actually very difficult.

Soul crushing, darkness wrestling and faith-redefining difficult.

I don’t have all the answers but what I do have is Jesus. Somehow, despite my pity parties, Jesus still shows up. He shows up in the meal you bring my family, the card that just says “hi you’re not alone” and the fun stickers I can pass out to other patients on treatment day. He shows up in my soul, the great comforter. He shows up in a song that shakes my heart to it’s core. He shows up in the light in my kids’ eyes when they’re laughing. He shows up in the middle of my mess. The middle of my self centeredness and the middle of my grief and pain.

I just can’t do this broken and troubled world without Jesus. I don’t even want to try.

Important Dates

**it’s entirely possible that appointments will get scheduled the week of July 14-18th but our family is hoping to make a trip down to my parent’s house in Florida that week for a little beach time. I would love this to be protected.

July 22– Next chemotherapy.

Thank you for being a part of my healing journey,

Danielle