May 17th - A date that I've celebrated for the last 6 years (it's my remission anniversary date) and now it's become a date that will haunt my second oldest sister, Lynne for the rest of her life. I can not begin to tell you the emotions that consumed my body when I saw the text from my brother-in-law with the words, "it's positive. She's still in shock and hanging in there, but isn't feeling up for company tonight." I immediately picked up my phone and called Lynne and reassured her that we'd get through it together and that I was on my way. She replied, "I'm OK. We have to go pick up the kids now and I don't really feel up for visitors." My response, "I'm not a visitor. I'm your sister and I'm coming over whether you like it or not." :) 

That night, I joined the family for what turned out to be a really funny dinner. Carter and Katherine made us laugh until our belly ached and rice pellets shot out of our noses. Don't be fooled by Katherine's tiny stature because not only does she share in her father's good looks and temperament, but she also "toots" like her "gassy daddy".

After a bath and bedtime stories, I kissed them goodnight and caught up with Mike and Lynne on the day's events. We didn't have a lot of information - we just knew that it was an invasive type of cancer and surgery was likely. I made light of the situation and encouraged her to do the mastectomy with reconstruction so she could upgrade and get new tatas. Turn lemons into canteloupes! ( o ) ( o )

Lynne - Be mad. Be pissed. Be sad. You can even feel sorry for yourself but don't stay there. Be whatever you want to be to get you through the next couple of months. But what I never want you to be or feel is alone. I'm here for you sister. We are all here for you and will make sure you're celebrating your 50th remission anniversary date one day. As Carter would say, "love you to the moon and back 60000 times!"