Author: Michelle White

  • 4th of July

    4th of July

    Whoops. Late. We had SO much fun that day, amd I had so many cute pics Big Stink had taken, I wanted to make sure it made the blog. We of course failed to get any pictures at our sweet Jer & Melindas-bah.

     Boys decorated their own bikes, so proud of themselves. (Ok, Chad MAY have helped align the stars for his overly anal wife. MAY have.)
    Craziness! The parade was a huge hit. I have missed it 3 times now due to being the only barefoot contessa wannabe. 

     Our sweet neighbors Carlo and Zyrna and their baby boy Matthew…..everyone say, “awwwh” He is a cutie!
     Basically, I want to steal this kids ATV. I need one.
     More mayhem.

          Part 2: @ the Kents. The boys showing their manly muscles as they rock their chicken skin.

     Weather decided to surprise us with rain….on the 4th of July. Sounds like my kind of year;)
     Brayden just had fun climbing all over the backyard….again and again and again….
     Weeman locking down his spot in the hot tub. 
     Cuties!

     Aaron and the other dads took one for the team. It. was. freezing.

     Sweet Shannon and Emily!
     Tammy, who so graciously opened up her home. She just had her 4th baby girl. 4th! 

    Entirely too much fun for one day!
  • Grandpa’s Bday

    Grandpa’s Bday

    My sweet Papa turned 89 this year-what a sweet celebration we were able to have together as a family…so much fun. I savor the cherished times together. 89 years in this world, wow. A lifetime with so many things to be thankful for. A walk here I hope I can emulate in some way. So blessed to call him MINE. 

    Pops was mildy disappointed we didn’t shove all 89 candles on the pie. 

    t.r.o.u.b.l.e.

     My Uncle D-who claimed naming rights on Chuggas. 
     My SWEET nephew Jakester! LOVE him. Model baby. So stinkin’ cute!

     Oh, snap. No she did-ent!
     Halle’s cute new swimsuit! This girl thing is getting fun.

     Precioso! (she is mid poop.)
  • Home please.

    Home please.

    What better to do be doing than be home on my first full night from Villa al Kaiser? Writing. That is right people. Yep. The house is asleep and I am just SO thankful to be home!!!  I feel like I need to get this all off my chest as I will probably forget all the details in the next few days. So excited in fact I can’t wait to write to all of you who have been faithfully loving on me and my family and PRAYING for us, showering us with sweet reminders/ scriptures and just your support. How do I ever thank you? Seriously?!  When going through something like this,  you never know how you feel, or what kinds of wierd things go through your brains and fancy parts. Lonliness is one thing I am so thankful I do not feel. Not one bit. I feel so covered by loved ones, and and by everyone who just took the time to encourage me, so thank you for making this time a blessing for me.

    So I guess we did need to do something about that booger.


    The Surgery itself was a lot more than what we anticipated. It was quite scary coming out and having this be 180 degrees different than the last surgery. Recovery and everything…Yek.
    Starting out, we were told the tumor rests on my venus/ sinus cavity (not facial cavity) where all the blood flows into the brain. After asking some questions we realized early Friday morning, there was going to be a remnant left as it is extremely risky to do anything involving the sinus/ venus. Bummer. It was ok though because my Lord was guiding His hands and was/ isn’t going to allow anything to go down without His stamp of approval. So about 3.5-4 hours in to the surgery, I started to bleed, and bleed and bleed. 6 blood transfusions later, YES 6!? They were able to stop the bleeding and get me back to good. Praise God. This was a really scary time for the anesthsiologists because while they were prepared, they weren’t that prepared for 1 if any transfusions.  I later found out sweet Barbara, the nurse practioner, was in the room, and praying for me. …Bless this woman, I love her to pieces. She was praying for me at that critical moment, and had a crazy vision of Jesus working through my Doc’s hands. Strangely enough, the ONLY thing I remember from surgery was the Holy Spirit pushing me up stairs. No idea how I knew it was the HS, or what, that is all I remember. So when we shared our stories, we cried like good mama’s and realized how important the power of prayer is, but mainly what an ever present help God is when we are in trouble. We are so quick to dismiss it, do it later, or whenever we have time to lock ourselves in a closet, but we have a Lord who asks us to talk to Him. And my prayer is through this we will all scoot closer to our Savior, desiring that sweet communion. I know this is single handedly the area I have always struggled with, so  for me, I am really appreciating His timing in all this, and what all our good God is revealing to me.

    Recovery has been really really hard. Not going to lie. I have been super sick on the meds, not breathing right They want your breaths to be 8-10/ min, but were only 2-6-but God has graciously pulled me through each hooplah and I am sitting in my own bed. Miraculous! I am SUPER anemic, due to (where you really paying attention?) So I am weak, nauseous, dizzy, weak, etc. But I am one happy mama. I can walk! I can not do any housework, cleaning, picking up anything, but I think we all know I am not shedding tears over a dirty house. So thankful to have my family,  best friends, and little people here in one room.

    As for what is next….we wait for the biospies to come back. We were told the last biopsies came back at a grade 1 benign with abnormal markers, if there are abnormalities this time, it would most likely be considered a stage 2, and there would need to be more aggressive resection of the tumor. Gamma knife, radiation, or chemo. We need prayer that they would be benign and have no abnormalities, and that I would be able to heal and be a mommy and wife again and not to be a leach to society!! Also please pray for my husband and he leads us through this recovery. That he would do so on God’s strength and that he would be renewed and refreshed each day. We are a lotta work and the man never complains. For reals. 🙂

    Thank you friends for walking with me along this road. xo

  • Overjoyed.

    The texts, emails, phonecalls have been pouring in the last couple days, and I have to say, I am SO encouraged, SO uplifted, and SO comforted. Your prayers, words of encouragement, and scripture has truly meant the world to me. I am overwhelmed at how much love and support we have-how much God has given us through all of you. Thank you friends for taking the time to stop and write me or my man.
    This week started off really hard. Honestly, hard. I was a hot mess. There were wet eyes and a lot of sadness on my part. If you were lucky you saw the snot bubbles:). I was afraid, and failing to remember one of the most significant promises He makes. I owe a big thank you to a sweet wise mentor who kindly pointed me back to sweet truth:
    …if God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare His own son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? Who shall bring any charge against God’s elect? It is God who justifies. Who is to condemn? Christ Jesus is the one who died-more than that-who was raised-who is at the right hand of God, who indeed is interceeding for us. Who shall seperate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation or distress or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?…..No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present or things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth nor anything else in all creation will be able to seperate us from the love of God in Jesus Christ our Lord
    Romans 8:31-35
    What a precious reminder of the love our God has for us, and how secure we are in our Fathers arms.
    On the heels of meditating on this scripture, wouldn’t you guess it….our faithful God, yet again, met me, and has covered me in peace about Friday. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted and we can rejoice and praise Him for being real. What a loving Jesus we have.

  • t-7 days…

    July 27th is approaching like a freight train. Not going to lie. I am having a hard time. The usual emotional girl stuff I hope. I am scared. I can’t really tell you of what though. Maybe of not being normal after? Or not waking up? Of not remembering stuff? me losing all feeling in my legs? Being a burden to everyone?  Not of dying. Although, I do think of that. That part is ok only because I know where I am going. Although it makes me sad to try and picture my babies lives without me as their mommy. Is that selfish? It makes me sad for them. B keeps telling me he doesn’t want me to go to heaven. I am totally regretting telling him what they are doing when I go away to the hospital.
    Anyway, I am feeling weak. Which brings me to one of my most favorite scriptures, that I seem to only fully appreciate when I feeling like a runt.
    But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. -2 Corinthians 12:9
    God does this amazing thing when we entrust ourselves in our entirety to Him. He lets us know He has us. In little ways. Rather that be through scripture that screams to us, “I am speaking to YOU.” or through people and how they minister to your needs specifically or though a peace He gives us that surpasses all understanding. By His grace I have experienced all 3. I am recounting the many ways He carried me through the last trial, praising Him for the flawless surgery/ recovery/ care I would not trade for the world. There. I said it. He did it flawlessly last time, and I am afraid He won’t do it twice.
    Please pray that I would guard my heart against that fear? My God has made me, and already ordained what is going to go down. Please pray that I would have a peace about the whole thing? And that I would remember:
    The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life; whom shall I be afraid?  -Psalm 27:1