Cosmic Misalignment & the Big Bad C

Yesterday morning, after dropping Henry and Rhys off at school I went directly home to find Kenny perusing the scopes. I often tease him about what I consider an awful habit. He tells me that we are all in for a doozy tomorrow. I say in disbelief "Are all the stars aligning to have it in for us tomorrow?"

I now see it as a foreshadowing of things to come. Over the course of the day I would think much on that exchange. Over the weekend we learned from my Aunt May that our Uncle Dean (who's body is his temple. He eats super well and exercises!) is in the hospital, and has been for the last few days. They are both only several years older than Kenny and I, and also have two little ones close in age to both our little ones, so this is hitting home in the most awful way. Last evening mom calls to tell me that she heard it through the family vine (from Aunt Louise who spoke with Aunt Alison who got it directly from Aunt May) that the biopsy came back and it was the Big Bad C. Later in the evening mom called back to say that they were going into surgery in the morning.

We can all breathe a sigh. After brief emails and a phone call from Dad we can confirm that Dean sailed through surgery! They took out the tumor and it looks like they caught it before anything could spread. YEAH! Our thoughts and prayers are with you Dean for a full and speedy recovery.