Good Days and Complacency

Logan had a good day today. A very good day. At times, it seemed almost as if the past 11 months had never happened: He dressed himself (save removing and replacing the clamps that secure his chemo port tubes to the inside of his shirt; that's a challenging task even for my hands), practiced --on his own accord-- writing his letters and numbers, danced some serious moves to an old dance recital DVD (that he wasn't even watching at the TV; it was done purely be memory), swallowed his pills like a big boys --without my crushing them and drowning them in cherry syrup first, ate food, played with his siblings. All in all, he was shockingly, well, normal. Eating two entire chicken nuggets is hardly an accomplishment for your average almost-5 year old, but for Logan, it's huge. It was also huge when at Costco, he was frustrated when, because of BMT rules, he wasn't allowed to indulge in any of the samples. I was sad for him, but at the same time, quietly delighted that he wanted to taste the foods offered up. It's a big step forward.

But despite the good day that it was, I'm mindful that I can't allow myself to become complacent. We've lost the luxury of assuming that he'll be healthy, and though we can enjoy good days and be grateful for them, we also must keep our guard up. Though I currently feel a wide range of emotion toward God, I know that I must continue praying for sustained, true healing, and I ask all of you, as I often do, to do the same. He's so beautiful, so wonderful, so patient and kind. But he needs to stay cancer-free. And we NEED God to keep His hand on Logan to make that happen. I've felt ill at ease of late, and though what I wanted more than anything was to go to bed 15 minutes ago, I felt compelled to write. To once again reiterate Logan's need for prayer and to thank you for your efforts on his --on our-- behalf. Thank you.

Before I go, I also wanted to ask that you pray for our friends, who lost their mom to cancer this morning. J and S have been great supporters of Logan's --and of our entire family-- so please lift them up.

Thank you so much for being part of Logan's team. Good night.