Daily BITUB- “Another Week. Another Round.”

“Another Week. Another Round.”

Sunday evenings have a way of making me think a little deeper these days. Last night we ate together and played a game as a family. (Thank you Andie for making it happen!) We are all busy and with everything happening it was a nice intentional time together. So, as another week comes to an end and a new one begins, I find myself looking at my wife, thinking about our children, and wondering what this next week will bring. I wish I could say I’m always strong, always positive, and always ready for whatever comes our way. But the truth is, I’m not. Lately I have been extra agitated. There are moments when I’m frustrated. Moments when I feel helpless because the one thing I want most is to make everything better for my wife and protect our children from the worry that comes with cancer, but sometimes, when things get quiet, I wonder how much more we can take. And then I remind myself that we didn’t come this far to quit moving forward. 

Those who know me, know I've always loved the Rocky movies, (I Play Rocky coming out!) but these days, they mean something different to me. I understand a little more about what it feels like to be knocked down, to be exhausted from the fight, and to have to dig deep for the courage to stand back up. I watch my wife do it every day. One more punch! One more round! 

Cancer has a way of changing everything. It tests your strength, challenges your faith, steals your energy, and brings uncertainty into moments that should be filled with peace. I watch my wife face this battle with courage, even on days when I know she’s exhausted. I watch our children find strength in circumstances I wish they never had to experience. And sometimes, I quietly wonder if I have enough left in me to keep being the husband and Pop they need. Lately I feel like I am falling short. 

But then I remember Rocky.

It was never about how hard he could hit. It was about his willingness to get back up when life knocked him down.

And that’s where we are.

Some days we feel like champions. Other days we’re just trying to make it to the end of the round. There are tears, fears, frustrations, and moments when we don’t always see eye to eye, get a long, or understand each other. But one thing is certain… We love each other fiercely! We fight together! We always come back to the one thing we know… Each other. 

I’ve learned that strength isn’t always about winning the fight though. Sometimes it’s simply refusing to let the fight steal the love, joy, and hope that make life worth living. A meal… A game… Family time. 

We don’t know how every round will unfold. But I know who is in our corner. God, our family, our friends, and so many prayer warriors who continue to lift us up.

And I know this much… cancer may be part of our story, but it will never be the only thing that defines it. 

So, here we go. Another Monday. Another week. Another round.

We may be tired. We may be bruised. We may not have all the answers.

But we’re still standing. Still loving. Still believing. And we’re not stepping out of the ring.

Because victory isn’t always about the final bell. Sometimes victory is another sunrise, another laugh with my wife, another hug from our children, and another day God gives us together.

And those are victories worth celebrating. 

Believe In The Unbelievable that is YOU and my prayer for you today is from my journal… 

Have faith, hold on to love, and never lose hope. God is always in your corner. 

Have a great week ahead everyone. 

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