The Silent Killer: Inflammatory Breast Cancer is a report on a rare breast cancer. I watched the video because I had received an email about it from about 7 different people in about a week. I'm not one who forwards very many things, so I thought I would put it on my blog so that you all could see it without having to download a file in email.
I thought to say that this info is just for women, but I decided husbands need to have it, too. Sometimes busy wives & mothers don't take time to get themselves checked out, but a caring husband could be the one with the knowledge to urge his beloved to get a checkup. It can also happen to men, so don't be shy about watching it. Even though it's rare, it happens & it is very aggressive.
The text on the website is good, but watching the video is great if your computer can handle the download.
Read it. Watch it. It might be something you need to know.
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Thursday, July 27, 2006
New Every Morning
Time is passing so quickly these days. The girls are growing up & changing every day. I can't stop that, and honestly I don't want to. I love their innocence & youth... but now that I'm a mother, I see that my girls have such potential to grow into women of faith. I want them to grow so that I can see the seeds that I am planting come to fruition.
The seeds that were planted in me so long ago by my own mother, step-father, & grandparents are important factors in the faith I now have. Seeds of faith that were not easily crushed. There were some years when I did not go to church or even care to go. There were times when I pushed away from my faith and pursued my own desires. A part of me regrets those years, but at the same time, it created such a thirst for God in me that when I found him again, I knew I would never leave Him for that old, parched life again. I had to leave some friends behind. I had to let some things die in order to grow my faith. It wasn't easy, but God as faithful to lead me in the right direction.
Each morning is not a breeze, though. I struggle to find time to read the Word. Some days I forget to pray until the day is done. There are many times I feel like I have failed in this planting, growing, weeding, and nurturing process, which is not just in my own garden anymore. I'm growing my daughters' faith as I grow my own. Sometimes I feel like they are way ahead of me in the faith department. Those are the days when I know I'm still under the mercies of God. If I could not wake (or go to sleep) each day knowing that I have another chance to get it right, I might not get to sleep. Being secure in the knowledge of new mercies every morning brings peace each night and hope to each day. I'm not going to stop trying. The lives of my children are at the mercies of the Lord, too. Praise be to God for that, because if they were at my own mercy, they would dry up.
"Through the LORD’s mercies we are not consumed,
Because His compassions fail not.
They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness. " Lamentations 3:22
"I have no greater joy than this, to hear of my children walking in the truth."
3 John 1:4
The seeds that were planted in me so long ago by my own mother, step-father, & grandparents are important factors in the faith I now have. Seeds of faith that were not easily crushed. There were some years when I did not go to church or even care to go. There were times when I pushed away from my faith and pursued my own desires. A part of me regrets those years, but at the same time, it created such a thirst for God in me that when I found him again, I knew I would never leave Him for that old, parched life again. I had to leave some friends behind. I had to let some things die in order to grow my faith. It wasn't easy, but God as faithful to lead me in the right direction.
Each morning is not a breeze, though. I struggle to find time to read the Word. Some days I forget to pray until the day is done. There are many times I feel like I have failed in this planting, growing, weeding, and nurturing process, which is not just in my own garden anymore. I'm growing my daughters' faith as I grow my own. Sometimes I feel like they are way ahead of me in the faith department. Those are the days when I know I'm still under the mercies of God. If I could not wake (or go to sleep) each day knowing that I have another chance to get it right, I might not get to sleep. Being secure in the knowledge of new mercies every morning brings peace each night and hope to each day. I'm not going to stop trying. The lives of my children are at the mercies of the Lord, too. Praise be to God for that, because if they were at my own mercy, they would dry up.
"Through the LORD’s mercies we are not consumed,
Because His compassions fail not.
They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness. " Lamentations 3:22
"I have no greater joy than this, to hear of my children walking in the truth."
3 John 1:4
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Forget MySpace, this is neat!
Ok- so, I doubt people will abandon MySpace.com anytime soon. I actually do have an account there, but that is just so I can read other people's profiles. I don't actually do anything there. Too many freaks are there, my own family included.
This new place, though, is going to be much more interesting. It's called LibraryThing and it is a place where you can catalog your books online. I know, I know... I'm weird. But, there is something about books that draws my attention. Marty loves them, too, resulting in one problem we have with unpacking here at our new house. Too many books, not enough bookshelf space.
But LibraryThing will allow us to catalog them, then tag them with a note saying where they are. I can also see how many other people have the same book. Well, that might only be fun for bibliophiles. Still, it's much more interesting than some other things I've come across on the web. Now if I could just talk Marty into cataloguing them all for me, I'd be all set.
A bookstore is one of the only pieces of evidence we have that people are still thinking.
Jerry Seinfeld
**It figures that the first day I discover something like this, they are having server issues. The upside is that they are going to transfer to more servers, which means quicker loading... Anyway, if it doesn't work, check it out another day. And a bonus is that to register, you don't have o put in all your info. You can just choose a name & password. That's it & you are in. You don't even have to give an email if you don't want to.
This new place, though, is going to be much more interesting. It's called LibraryThing and it is a place where you can catalog your books online. I know, I know... I'm weird. But, there is something about books that draws my attention. Marty loves them, too, resulting in one problem we have with unpacking here at our new house. Too many books, not enough bookshelf space.
But LibraryThing will allow us to catalog them, then tag them with a note saying where they are. I can also see how many other people have the same book. Well, that might only be fun for bibliophiles. Still, it's much more interesting than some other things I've come across on the web. Now if I could just talk Marty into cataloguing them all for me, I'd be all set.
A bookstore is one of the only pieces of evidence we have that people are still thinking.
Jerry Seinfeld
**It figures that the first day I discover something like this, they are having server issues. The upside is that they are going to transfer to more servers, which means quicker loading... Anyway, if it doesn't work, check it out another day. And a bonus is that to register, you don't have o put in all your info. You can just choose a name & password. That's it & you are in. You don't even have to give an email if you don't want to.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Birthday Girl
This pink camouflage outfit from Gramma Mary is so adorable on my little girl! It could have done without the teal platform flip flops, but they are one of Sarah's favorite things at the moment.
She had a wonderful day & a fun party. She fell asleep before she made it to bed.
You can check out her cake here.
*if you click on the photo, it will open up as a larger photo.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Royal Singers
Two of the girls gave a sweet performance at Marty's family reunion. All of the girls, even the baby, practiced a song much of the way up to Oklahoma... then sang a different song once they were in the spotlight. My oldest child, who has been to theatre camp and even won a local award for her performance of Molly in Annie, got stage fright.
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