7/17/2007

The Beat Goes On...


When I was little, I use to LOVE listening to this song by Sonny and Cher...

"The beat goes on...yes the beat goes on...
Drums keep pounding a rhythm, to the brain...
La-de-dah-de-de, La-de-dah-de-dow........"

I've thought of this song often the past week, with all the events that have unfolded. I find myself realizing how true to life this song is. LIFE GOES ON! Whether you are going along with the flow, fighting the current, or trying to keep your boat a-float, it never stops.

I sit here, with my mouth numb from getting some cavities filled...I cannot even enjoy my ice-cold Diet Mountain Dew w/ cherry, for it simply drools out the sides of my mouth, since I cannot make a tight "O" around the straw!!

On Thursday, I will go to a diagnostic specialist, along with my sister, as we deal with the fact that BOTH our mammograms came back abnormal...My new favorite phrase is officially, "WHAT THE CRAP?!" Couple this along with my mom, who had her MRI today, and will meet with all the doctors next week, as they lay out a game plan to proceed with her own, breast cancer.

I have been called as a YW Camp assistant, and while I'm excited to be interacting with the young women, my mind has been totally, and completely distracted...Will I end up going? What is going to happen on Thursday? I don't know how to cook "dutch-oven!!"

So as I sit here, numb, and slightly overwhelmed, I hear the drums beating in the background to this song...Beating for strength, courage, peace, and sunshine.

5 comments:

Lisa M. said...

It was snowing, the day I was staring out the window, my heart beating a million miles an hour, and feeling incredibly numb. When the mail truck pulled up, to Primary Children's Hospital.

I will never in my life, forget.. thinking "THE MAIL IS GOING TODAY!" how could that be? How can it be possible, that the mail is going today?

That AHH moment, will never leave my memory.

I will pray for your appointment to go well on Thursday-

I can also remember throwing my hands in the air and saying "WHAT IS GOD THINKING"

Oh my dear.. *HUGS*

As for the girls. LOVE and I mean LOVE Young Women. I have been to camp a million times. Dutch Oven Degree isn't needed.

I do have a really neat Dutch Oven Blog, link on my page!

Diet Mountain Dew with Cherry.

I so need to hang with you!

HUGS, PRAYERS and LOVE- coming your way!

Lis!~

Lammy said...

You know...I think it's normal to be shocked that life goes on for everyone when tragedy strikes.
When my sister died, and when my dad was diagnosed... I felt exactly the same way. No one knows how it feels until it happens to them.
As for YW---Congrats. Camp is the best YW calling ever. You get to be the 'cool' one... and Lisa's right.. My camp director/asst. didn't know how either. There are literally hundreds of sites online to help you with that. DO Cooking is WAYYY simple.
I will keep you in my prayers... and let us know how things go.
(((((BIG HUGS))))

S'mee said...

I can only imagine how excited the girls in your area are to have *you* on the team...they just want you, not necessarily your stewing skills.

That drum beat is a good thing in many ways as you describe. It's also o.k. to beat on it if you need to. This is your time, your situation, your family, and you are allowed to yell and scream as much as you need to.

It's also o.k. to be scared, just don't put the cart before the horse. I spent too many hours "burying" a child at death's door who is now a strapping lunk of a fire fighter. Things work out, things will be o.k. even if it seems bleak. Keep positive, that is your best weapon right now.

Have a good cry, scream a bit, take time for yourself and your family and then THINK POSITIVE!

Hugs kid, BIG FAT LONG HUGS.

Lisa M. said...

She is also the fan of throwing plates.

This she has passed on to ME.

I'd advise it-

How did things go-

hi, it's me! melissa c said...

Oh my dear, I see I am reading these backwards. I am so glad to read in the next post that you are ok. My mom had breast cancer too. they have so much they can do now a days. You are in my prayers.

Good luck with the girls camp. I am thinking of you always.