Hey y'all.... welcome to my website/blog post. Boy, I never dreamed in a million years I would be doing this, but here I am, killing it. Hahaha... Or at least trying to kill it.
When I started doing Facebook live 11 months ago, I sure didn't think I would be writing my first blog today. Not sure how many will read it. Not sure how many will come back. I hope many.
I am going to give you a bit of background how I got started on this journey. I have crafted my whole life off and on. I have always had a love and passion for decorating but in 2019 I needed something to help keep my mind busy. So here we go....
I was diagnosed with colon cancer November 13, 2019. I thought my life was going to end right then and there. I had no idea what was in store. No idea how far the cancer had spread or if it had even spread anywhere. My doctor was fast acting and had me scheduled for surgery and a CT scan before I left his office. I remember the next day I had a leadership class I was taking and I did not want to go but I did. I don't remember much of that day as my mind was thinking of all the terrible what if's. I could not wait for that class to be over. (Ever had days like that and time stands still?)
When it was finally over, I went home, locked myself in my bedroom and hit the floor. On my knees, I begged God to heal me. I asked Him to please let me stay around to see my son graduate high school. See my girls get married. Watch my grand kids grow up. Then it happened y'all, all the fear, all the worry, all the scared.... poof gone. I knew I had truly given it to God at that point. I knew He would make everything alright no matter which way things turned out.
December 2, 2019 surgery day..... everything went smooth. Nerve block was great by the way. Felt like a million bucks. Let me just give a bit of advice, take the extra pain meds even when you feel like a million bucks, nerve blocks wear off.
December 5, 2019 I was headed home with news of clear margins. Stage 2A colon cancer with no chemo or radiation. Y'all God is good!
I know this is long, bear with me.....
Fast forward to February 25, 2020. I get the worst call of my entire life. My baby sister, 32, was not responsive. She was taken by ambulance to the hospital and she passed away leaving behind 3 young girls.
Again, I had to fall to my knees and plead with God to help me find a way to get through this and to help my nieces. That first day after the loss of my sister, their mom, they came to my house and we made picture frames with photos of them and their mom in them. It brought smiles to their faces as they told me the story of the day those pictures where taken and why they were decorating their frames the way they were.
They come and stay with me often and always want to paint something to take to their mom. Crafting is so much more than fun, it's therapy.
Here we are now, 13 months after the most tragic day of my life, including the cancer. God lead me to tell my story. To crafting... to helping others find the good in all circumstances.
These blogs will not always be sad. They will always be real though.
Through a cancer diagnosis, through a tragic death, I found my therapy, crafting but more importantly, I found Jesus.