Day 9 of 30…WE GOT THIS!
Yesterday was a full day! My mom had her follow-up with her boob surgeon and we didn’t get the best of news. While the papilloma removed was benign, it was also atypical. I cannot tell you how many times I have heard that word along this journey and it was never good. Apparently, this atypical means my mom has a greater chance of getting breast cancer. #TheDevilIsALie #HeDon’tKnowMYGod
Let me just point out a few things:
– My childhood was atypical, but I am here to tell the story.
– I switched colleges because I didn’t feel at home; some might’ve called that atypical, but I still finished…graduated Summa Cum Laude too!
– I am the most random thinker. I mean, I think of stuff that no one else even considers…atypical…but it has allowed me to move out of the way of so many speeding trains AND bring a sense of creativity to whatever I do.
– Thing 1’s math test scores were atypical for a child her age when she was in 3rd grade. My child has been in Gifted Education for Math ever since. She’s gearing up for an Algebra placement test for SIXTH GRADE!
– Thing 2 did not hit a lot of milestones “on time” and her behaviors are often seen as atypical…but trust and believe that child is intelligent and wise beyond her years. She is the most out-of-the-box thinker in the house. If you need anyone to fit a square peg into a round hole, it’s Thing 2! She has that GIFT!
So, what I need the Doctors, masses, tumors, etc of the world to know…atypical is what we do! And if you think for one second that good will not come from this, you are sadly mistaken. God didn’t make this family typical for a reason, so watch us WORK! #AllPraisesGoToHim #WeGotThis #CuzHeGotUs
I will say, though…admittedly, I felt all the feels after hearing the news. But I told my mom, we can’t allow ourselves to be stuck in that possibility. Today, the only cancer we are fighting is the cells Arnold left behind…THAT’S IT! Tomorrow’s uncertainty is not our worry today! #IFinallyGetItLord #WhyWorryWhenIHaveYou
Fast Forward to today. The girls have been playing this song on repeat. And then, it’s on a singing game that we just bought over the weekend. It goes a little something like this:
Always had high, high hopes for a living
Didn’t know how but I always had a feeling
I was gonna be that one in a million
Always had high, high hopes
When I tell you this song (High Hopes by Panic! At The Disco, by the way) spoke to my soul on today…I was ready to break out in a praise dance. I was driving, so instead, I sang my little heart out and felt the spirit move in me. Listening to the words gave me so much affirmation that when the odds are stacked against us, we always prevail. We are atypical by design, so if anyone was going to step out of this storm better than we stepped in…IT’S US! This song is also further proof that it doesn’t take a Christian or Gospel song to bring out the Holy Spirit. The Spirit is everywhere! #Atypical? #IThinkNot I got too many HIGH HOPES!
