CANCER.

Daddy had it. Mama had it. Jeffrey had it. And now Denny has it too. No doubt about it - cancer is a terrible thing.

Denny experienced stomach problems off and on for a year or so, but symptoms worsened earlier this spring. If you look back through my Life Lately posts, you will find photos that document some of the process he's been through during the last few months. After enduring test after test after test, we finally got a diagnosis on June 7: Biliary/Gallbladder cancer that metastasized to the liver - stage 4 - inoperable and terminal. Certainly not what we wanted to hear. We were stunned. I cried. I'm still crying everyday.

Denny is being brave and proving, once again, what a strong man he is. His attitude is one of being grateful for time to make preparations and determination to enjoy life the best he can for however much time he has left. He played a couple games of golf since the diagnosis, but has now put golf on hold since he decided that he's not just going to let cancer win without putting up a fight. He had a port implanted in his shoulder earlier this week and will begin chemo in a couple of days.

We've heard some really bad stories about chemo, so we're naturally worried about how it will effect him, but we're hoping (and praying) for the best.

We have been overwhelmed with an outpouring of love and support from friends and family. Please continue to keep us in your prayers.

I am now devoting all my time to caring for Denny - that's where my focus needs to be - there is nothing else more important. I will, however, try to keep this blog current with updates for those who are interested.