June 20, 2013


Give sorrow words;
the grief that does not speak;
whispers the o’er-fraught heart
and bids it break.
- William Shakespeare from MacBeth

Forget the future. I'd worship someone who could do that.
- Rumi

     Once again, I enter deep into the vale of tears, in fact further than I've ever tread before, as our son is suffering.  While I could blog about my brother's and father's illness, I will not do so of my son's.  His medical condition is that of someone who is not yet an adult and as such, deserves the privacy afforded to him.  All that I will say it is not cancer this time, but it is just as life threatening and is fundamentally life altering.  Much like with my brother and my dad, there is no going back to the way things were before.  So if my blog turns dark and gloomy without any details, you will know why.


lala00 said...

So, so sorry to hear the news. Your family has certainly had more than its share of testing and we will be hoping and praying that this works out for the best for all of you. -Laura

ZARZAND said...

Just seeing this. Lifting a prayer, several.

Autumn said...

Very sorry, Isaac. Of course your family will be in my prayers. Please let me know if there's anything else you need.


Anonymous said...

I am so sorry you and your family have yet another burden to bear.

Debbie L.