half way there

On the right is Bridger's picture and its link to his blog. He is in the hospital now, going through an intense 10 day chemo regiment before his bone marrow transplant. I am a little emotional after reading all that this nephew of mine is going through all the way in Dallas while I am in Anchorage.

There are close to 6000 miles between us.

While I have been folding laundry, hosting a playdate, and getting ready for a date with JaDee, Little Bridger is getting poison pumped into him that is so toxic his mother has to wear gloves to take him to the bathroom to avoid getting any of it on her. He has been puking since noon Central Daylight Time, and I have been eating strawberries smeared with Nutella.

Kind of surreal.

And all we can do is pray.

But sometimes prayer is enough. Our Heavenly Father hears us and Jana and Blake and Bridger feel our love through prayers of their own. The Holy Ghost is providing comfort, peace, and strength for them as they watch Bridger fight for his life. The positive attitude this little boy has is remarkable. He says he loves this hospital because of all his new nurse friends. He can still smile for the camera even as he loses all color to his faces and pukes his bacon from breakfast.

He is strong enough to fight this crazy disease that renders him unable to fight off the very bacteria that is probably living on this keyboard of mine right now.

And so as I feel panicked, afraid, and helpless here in Alaska, I too will pray for him and for my own peace that what I am doing is enough.