She looks at us, sucks it up, and does what she is asked to do. Tonight a glimpse of her faith and determination was shown in a simple conversation we had over Indian food.
While watching a movie Grace commented on how good a plate of food looked (see above referring to appetite) and I told her that the dish was an Indian dish and it was very good. We started talking about where I had tasted Indian food and I told her about these food carts in downtown Portland that have great food, but are a decent walk, and look a little scary-hygienically speaking. I told her to trust me that they were very good and the Indian food she was looking at on TV tasted awesome. For some reason, although she was probably talking about the food I felt this overwhelming feeling that she was talking about more. I said to her "you should come with me next time and give it a try," she responded by sitting up on her hospital bed, looking right at me and saying with a sweet, but exhausted smile, "I would go with you anywhere daddy."
My heart aches for Grace. We as adults know the details of her sickness, we understand the seriousness of cancer, and we appreciate how important all the tests, machines, and hospital hours are. Yet Grace, knowing she is sick, but not knowing the big picture goes with us anywhere. Trusting and having faith that the promises we have made to her about getting better are worth the suffering and discomfort.
One again we would like to say thank you for all your thoughts, prayers, gifts, calls, comments, love, and friendship.
