The storms in life can sometimes overtake us and drag us down.

I’ve certainly felt that happening to me the past few weeks. It wasn’t until this past Monday that events in my life really pushed me to get back into the world and start making my life count.

I realize I have utterly failed to keep up with this blog and other parts of my life that I normally enjoy and feel passionate about. I’ve just been so stinkin’ tired that I haven’t been myself, but now I think I’m ready to be more social and involved in events around me.

This past Monday, my family and I got some news that wasn’t the greatest.

My dad’s spots on his lungs have grown from 20mm to 70mm, and there’s now another spot on his liver. It hit me really hard. I was really hoping to be done with all of this, and I know my dad was too. We all were. This cancer has taken a lot out of our entire family, and though we trust God to make everything work out, it’s still incredibly disappointing.

I just want it gone. I don’t want my father taken away from me by this disease. Thankfully, I know a few people that have successfully managed their cancer for a number of years, so there are options out there.

I’ve decided to become more involved in my church this year since I don’t have a regularly scheduled full-time job. I just never had the energy for it before, and even though my energy levels aren’t what they should be since the new medication took effect, I’m still able to work around church activities to get orders done.

So, I don’t really know what’s going to happen this coming year. I don’t know how we’re going to manage. I’ll have to trust God on that.