A Sunday full of good moments

Sunday was a stellar day in most respects. And even in the war of "C cells" it wasn't too too bad.
I ventured to church, figuring I could make it since it was about the same time frame as my daily radiation trips and in the best part of the day. It also was Communion day and that made me want to go. It was awkward, and I tried to go unnoticed, but when the pastor welcomed me back in his opening remarks, I once again realized that I am loved and thought of often. At an EF meeting at Cathy's that afternoon, I found out two other IEC's have won personal cancer battles. I enjoyed being up and a part of my routine again. Then our last official dinner with Nina, since she is off to the Gummere home, was of course ... LaRosa's. She is so much fun and we just love her. We will miss having her around the house and hope she understands our reasoning for her moving, a difficult choice for sure. With so many little tender moments like Cindy reading to me, or reading wonderful cards from caring friends, the day gave me many, yet one of my favorites was in church with my oldest daughter's head laying on my shoulder. It's funny how the littlest things make such big impacts. So now I take all these warm and fuzzy feelings and head into what is said to be the first "hard" week of radiation. Heck, I'm ready. I already have two milkshakes in the freezer and a hint that at least two more will show up this week. Reminds me of an old song, "Shake, battle and radiate" or something like that.
I also read a new quote today from the late Father Jim Willig, that I really liked and will work on. "I don't know what my future holds, but I do know who is holding it" May He bless each and every one of you.