I have decided to cancel my birthday this year. I will just allow myself to be 25 but that is it.
I used to get frustrated because no matter where I have ever been, every year (And I really do mean every year!) on my birthday, there has been a storm which always prevents me from doing anything or going anywhere on my birthday. So you see, me celebrating ON my birthday hasn't ever really happened for me.
This year, what could possibly happened that may cause my reason of anger and sadness enough to cancel my own festivities?
Not me. My father. You see, while being in the hospital yet again, they decided to do a CT Scan on his lungs. When studying the results, they came across 3 lumps in his chest that when comparing to all of his xrays in the past (the latest one not even 2 months ago), they have found that these lumps have been growing at a pretty quick rate. So now we are to venture off to Bismarck to have more tests done. It could turn out to be nothing. But the doctor doesn't think it will. And if it happens to be cancer, my father doesn't get to receive any radiation or chemo or surgery or anything. His health doesn't allow him to be a candidate.
Pretty depressing huh? But nonetheless we will not stop praying and I won't jump too far into conclusions although I pretty much live there right now.
So 6 days from now. I'll be 25.
And hopefully, dad won't have cancer.
And hopefully there won't be a storm of any kind.