Making Memories

On Sunday the boys and John decided to go fishing with their friend Kyle and his dad Glen.  They went to Miami Whitewater, rented a pontoon, and fished until noon.  They had a blast.  Upon arrival back to the dock my oldest son Johnny was at the helm.  As he was approaching the dock the pontoons horn begins to ring out.  Over and over again, bonnnnnnk, bonnnnnnk, the loud noise of a horn keeps blaring.  My son is in panic mode.  He can’t seem to figure out what is going on.  He hides his embarrassment well under that thick dark red beard.

I can only imagine my husband face.  I have no doubt he had is head down, slouched over, thinking to himself, “Oh crap, what happened, everyone is looking, where can I go?” (I giggle just thinking about his reaction).   I am sure everyone else was wondering what was happening and wishing they too where somewhere else.

Horn is still blaring.  Joey, my youngest, trying to reach out and pull the pontoon in as soon as possible, so he can jump off and run.  Bonnnnnnk, bonnnnnnk.  Johnny, by now is cursing, “what the hell is going on?” not sure why the pontoon is making so much noise.

The young cashier comes rushing out of the cabin and down the dock yelling, “Is everything ok? Is everything ok? “, as if there is some kind of medical emergency.   Yes, we are fine, Johnny tells her under his breathe, as the roaring sound comes to a halt when he leans back and takes his knee off the horn.

We all laughed hysterically as they recounted the day’s events.  It’s was a perfect ending to a “making memories” kind of day.

I wish I could tell you that Sunday ended on a happy note.  It ended as God planned it.  Later that day we made our way to hospice where John’s dad would come to a peaceful, no more pain, resting place.    We all got to say our goodbyes.  John’s dad was so worried about him.  John told him over and over again as he gently stroked his head, “I am ok dad, I am ok, don’t worry about me dad, I will be ok”.

We are all sad to lose such a wonderful father, but are at peace in knowing he is no longer in pain, with his son Steve, and in the best possible arms ever.  Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

John began his third round of chemo this week. John looks good and for the most part is feeling good.  He does feel “icky” at times, but he never really complains much.  He will have one more round of chemo before he is re-scanned.  The plan is to begin radiation after Thanksgiving, as long as all goes well with the re-scan.

Life is as normal as normal can be.  Boys continue go to school and work.  I continue taking care of everyone and work.  We all continue to LOVE and do our best to make wonderful, hysterical, memories.

Luv, Luv,

Julie

By | 2017-10-10T17:47:47+00:00 October 10th, 2017|Life|2 Comments

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Julie Metzger of Cincinnati, OH is the Owner/Founder of Returning the Gift, has over 20+ years of Information Technology experience and has 12+ years of church & community involvement. She is working on her mission to change the world through Faith, Hope, Courage, Strength, Inspiration and most of all Love!

2 Comments

  1. Maxwilliam October 10, 2017 at 11:11 pm - Reply

    Julie and John, when fear knocks on the door let faith open it and nothing will be there except the mighty arms of GOD wrapping you in ITS LOVE. Make the best of this life with what you have. Make each and every moment count. No matter what you must face you never face it alone. GOD is with you always, in every moment of time; you are never without GOD at any time because GOD is within you. You carry IT with you no matter what. You are made from ITS LOVE. You are a wonderful child of GOD. GOD is your HOLY BOND. Stand in your Faith and GOD stands with you all the time, never leaving you; ITS with you from the beginning until eternity. Love each other and you possess the best of everything, the best of times.

    Julie and John, I hold you in my thoughts and embrace you in my prayers.

    Maxwilliam

  2. Jill October 12, 2017 at 7:20 pm - Reply

    Beautiful!

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