It seems almost unreal to think that one year ago today my Grandma joined God in heaven. So much has happened in my life since one year ago. As you all know that follow my blog I was diagnosed with Hodgkins Lymphoma cancer on October 17, 2008 just 3 months after my Grandma passed away from a very unfair battle with Mesothelioma cancer and less than a year after Tyler’s Uncle Bob passed away from a long battle with cancer caused by war in Vietnam where he was fighting for our freedoms. It’s scary to be 26, have a 2 year old daughter, 2 very close family members die from cancer and then be diagnosed with cancer all within 1 year.
The most amazing thing through all that was the love and support from my family, friends and strangers. The past year has been the hardest and most rewarding year of my life. I can truly say without a doubt in my mind that my Grandma is proud of me. She would tell me that all the time and that she loved me but I KNOW that she would be proud of the person I am and that I fought and beat cancer. Not everyone can (and I hope they never will) say that. I can. I had cancer, Cancer did not have me. I, with the help and support of my amazing LifeGroup ladies and husband, shaved my head to take that power away from cancer and it felt amazing. I won’t lie it was hard with every clump that hit the floor and fell past my face but once we were done it felt amazing. I knew then Grandma was smiling ear to ear and telling Jesus she was proud of me.
I don’t know how I would have handled cancer without my family and friends and truly don’t know how people go through it alone. It is hard, God is the ultimate Healer though. He provides.
I know that she was there when my newest niece Lydia Dawn James was born on February 16th. She was smiling, beaming, as she told Jesus how excited and proud of my middle brother Kevin and my sister-in-law Desiree she was.

I know she was there when my little brother graduated from Oklahoma Baptist University in May. She wanted so badly to be there and she might not have been there physically but she was watching smiling again saying ow proud she was of him to Jesus.

She has a front row seat now to all of our successes and failures cheering us on.
I know she was there fighting for me in heaven as I laughed, cried, or both through my treatments, tests, surgeries, scans, procedures, and ER visits. As I was sick and fought for energy and fought to keep food down and struggled with being so tired I couldn’t play with my amazing little girl. She was fighting for me in heaven, cheering me on, and telling Jesus how proud she was of me. That I was strong and could do anything.
That was who my Grandma was. Not many people are as blessed as I am. God gave me an amazing Grandma and I am so thankful for that. I only wish that Rachel and Lydia would be able to know her.


Here are a bunch of pictures of my family with my Grandma.



































