Rainbows & Family

 A double rainbow appeared after a rainstorm in Las Vegas, NV earlier this week. Aunt Barb saw this and knew exactly who the sky was shinning for. A rainbow. A sign of God's Grace and Redemption. A sign of good luck and his steadfast love. 

Our sweet sweet Vegas Family (Hi Quinn & Jones Family!) have made their love, support, and thoughtfulness known from states away. 

The aunties of the world are professionals at spreading love like butter. We are lucky to have aunties who hurt when their nieces (and nephews) hurt, and pray when we are too weary to pray for ourselves. 


From Nevada, to Arizona, to Washington and back to Colorado. The aunties have answered the rally cry and confirmed that God is listening. 

My mom's MRI came back clear, confirming that there is no cancer in her brain. In fact, it was "grossly unremarkable" according to the report. Praise to the Heaven's above. 

We have had moment's as a family to laugh about this wording, and cry tears of joy, relief, and yes- tears of fear and sadness. 

This weekend was full of miles driven and food shared with grandma's, mother-in-laws, brothers, sisters, cousins, moms and dads, and long time friends. 




This weekend we celebrated birthdays, good news, and cried about the nasty devil cells (yes I am referring to the cancer) in my mom's body.

The tension between celebration and the uncertainty of what is to come next is uniquely human experience.  One that we choose to experience together, rather than isolation. 

As I was preparing this update, I knew it was overdue but I also knew the truth of these complex feelings coexist with fear and exhaustion that everyone is experiencing. That is okay. Joy and sadness can exist together. 

This weekend was proof of that.  This weekend was good. These people are good. You are good. 


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