If my daughter can stand up to the Goliath of Ovarian Cancer, I can surely write something about it. Or rather, about her. She is the heroine of this story; the beauty facing down the beast.
I've decided not to chronicle Molly's journey here or write copious explanations about this particular form of cancer and its treatment. Mostly I want to convey that it's a Stage 3 Goliath, one that requires she undergo major surgery, followed by an extensive recuperation process first in the hospital, then at home. She then faces rounds of Chemo.
Anyone even remotely familiar with cancer knows all about the ugly stuff. So let's consider the Beauty instead:
Born December 12, 1970
She is our only & much-loved daughter.
No matter what she undertook, then as now,
there was bound to be squeals of delight & laughter.
It was at about this time that her Daddy began
calling her Tootie Bug. It stuck.
Fearless, agile & athletic,
she was forever taking on some new
challenge or adventure.
Though the middle child, she was never
a wedge-child. Her larger-
than-life personality didn't permit it.
Anyone that knows her, loves her.
She grew more beautiful
with each passing year.
Whether baseball, skiing, soccer or volleyball,
she loved the outdoors & sports, & she loved to win.
I remember this day as though it were
last week. There's very little that's
daunted this one.
This is one of my all-time favorite photos, taken the
day of her baby brother's (Kelly) wedding.
Molly's greatest joy has been in being
mother to Rylie. We should have known
how close they'd be these nearly 17 years:
Rylie was born on December 12
~ her mother's birthday!
Terry & I can think of few things in life we
treasure as much as Molly & Rylie. Their
frequent visits when we lived in Arizona
are among our best memories.
Molly was a single mother for many, many years.
Then came Tom ... The love of her life!
With Tom came Megan & Ava.
Rylie now has sisters (and they
love each other dearly), and his
girls love Molly, who they affectionately
And just last December they married.
The date: December 12 ~
There is neither time nor space to take you through
the lot of the life that is uniquely Molly's.
Tomorrow that life will be in the hands of skilled surgeons.
I would greatly appreciate your keeping
Molly, Tom, Rylie, Megan & Ava,
in your prayers.
They have an anniversary
to celebrate on December 12, 2013.
Goliath is not welcome.
Lullaby ~ Goodnight My Angel