People have asked how Joey keeps smiling through all of this. Well, I think a better question is how can she/we not be filled with joy through all of this?
The truth is…“cancer” is such a little word compared to the word “love.”
I’m reminded of that every day a hundred times. It’s in Joey’s eyes and in mine when we hold our little one. She’s 4 months old now and a bundle of nothing but joy. It’s no wonder that…
…our days aren’t spent in tears, they’re spent in awe of this amazing chance to love and be loved by this little person
…our nights aren’t spent in fear, they’re spent listening for a laugh, or a coo, or a cry from the cradle, just so we can see her again and hold her in our arms
…our lives aren’t spent in worry, they’re spent in wonder at the incredible blessing that we’ve been given to be right here. right now with her, our older girls and family, our friends, and with you.