Obsessing, Coping, Hoping.

Obsessing, Coping, Hoping.

That’s kind of a weird title. I’m not sure I like it. Hmph. But it describes what I’m doing right now so… screw it. It stays.

Oh, where to begin? Ha. ha. Let’s start with the END of the title and work backwards from there. Why not?

Hoping. I think I’ve mentioned this before, but just to be sure we are going to go over it. My older brother, Matt, has stage 4 colon cancer. He has a wife and two sons (one of which is no longer with us). Without chemo he has six months or less, with chemo he has two years. He has been doing chemo for two or three months now. On the 21st, he is having a scan done to see what is happening with the innumerable masses in his body. We are praying, hoping, that they will have shrunk and that it will be good news. Fingers crossed.

At the same time, I am coping with the fact that there is a very big chance that it will not be good news. They grew four times their original size in three weeks. He went 4 months without chemo, while healing from the many emergency surgeries. He has a fifty/fifty chance of making it to two years. Oi. So, yeah… hoping for the best expecting the worse, hoping for the best. Story of my life.

On a completely unrelated subject, and mainly because I feel like that all I ever talk about on here is serious stuff, let’s talk obsessing.

Right now, I am marathoning Doctor Who. The new one. So many feelings. OH! THIS MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS! YOU’VE BEEN WARNED!

Oh, Doctor Who… The Doctor. My doctor is and always will be David Tennant. Ten and Rose. Eleven and River. All the feelings! Oh, but let’s not forget Nine! I love Christopher Eccleston as The Doctor! Anyways, that’s what I’m obsessing right now… In fact, basically at any given point in the wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff, I am obsessing something BBC. When I insult people I call them Daleks or Anderson.

My mom asked me a question if I had to choose between Benedict Cumberbatch or David Tennant, who would I pick? After a moment of panic at having to choose, I made my decision. David Tennant. His hair. His smile. His hair. The fact that he is The Doctor. His hair. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE Benedict. But if I had to choose, I would have to pick David Tennant. Who would you choose and why?




It is a time honored tradition that at the beginning of every year my family looks back and discusses some major things we learned through the year. This year was very rich in giving us life lessons. There was a lot of bad, but hey, how else do we learn?

Though this year has been rough, there have been some good things. A couple of personal triumphs. This year was the first year I have been excited for Christmas in seven years. There had been an incident on Christmas morning that kind of ruined Christmas for me. I also FINALLY and COMPLETELY forgave my big brother. Those are stories for another time, so we’ll leave it at ‘praise God!’ And I survived my sixteenth year! Yay! Tomorrow’s my bday!

The lessons we learned this year are innumerable. But I have got the main ones down. So here are our top five lessons of the year.

  1. God promises to help us carry our load. He doesn’t expect us to carry it alone.
  2. It doesn’t matter how much darkness surrounds you, God always gives an opportunity for light to help see. You just have to choose to turn on the lamp.
  3. God’s plans are not our plans. He has the whole picture. We only see a little bit. One day we will be thankful for the 2015 year. Because we will see how it was part of the beautiful tapestry.
  4. God is good all the time. And all the time God is good. Even when…
  5. Seasons of life pass. Sometimes it’s really hard to let go.

Our lessons were not necessarily taught easily. But they sure were taught well. He has a plan. Faith, Trust, and a whole lot of Jesus.

So ends this chapter in our life. Goodbye 2015! May you live long in our memories!

Hello 2016! It’s time to see what you have in store for us! May it be a great adventure!

What are your top five lessons of 2015?