Life & love @ 18 months

1 Corinthians 13
If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self‑seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.
When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.
Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

tuesday, february 9, 2010

I love my wife
One year, six months--feels like so much longer. In a good way. I love my wife.

On the Dan front, not much news. The drains are pretty low, which is good, so maybe (by the end of the week?) I can eat. That's being really optimistic. But you know what? I am really tired of TPN, drains, and all that comes with it. Once I can eat properly, all I will have left to worry about is my wound vac. That brings my list of healthcare items from 29873 to 1. It feels like that anyway. The next real news will come on Thursday. Or Friday. Eh, it'll come when it comes. I may not blog tomorrow. You guys will understand, right? Good. Anyway... still here. Still waiting. Still praying.

Dan
Posted by Dan and Ashley at 8:16 PM 0 comments
Happy 18-monthiversary!
Yes, I do realize that the above is not a real word. Yet, today is a year and a half since Dan and I got married, and I feel somewhat proud of that. Though, there are many things that have happened in the past 18 months that neither of us would have liked to happen, we have made it through those things together. Even now, when we are apart, we are pressing onward as one. Sometimes, I wish I could take some of the pain or vomiting or something so that Dan could feel better (sometimes, I think he would let me have it!). Yet, all I can do is support him in whatever way I can.

In a way, finishing nursing school is something I can do to support our little family of two. The sooner I am a nurse, the sooner we can move out of LA. Additionally, having a steady income will help Dan finish school in a timely manner, so that we can have two incomes. Though neither of us are under the impression that we will be rich, we cannot wait to be able to settle down wherever God wants us. Someday, we'd like to worry about normal marriage stuff: a house, children, traveling, investments, missions, the drapes, etc. (Maybe not about the drapes).

So, in the next year and a half of marriage, we have a couple goals: get rid of this cancer crap and get Dan whole AND be finished with school to be doing what God has called us to do. Of course, we have learned to remain very flexible in our "plans" because God decides to change them here and there.

Here's to many more monthi/anniversaries! I love you, Dan.

(For those of you concerned with lack of mention of Dan's health, I'm letting him update on another blog later because I'm not there to know all of what is going on. This parenthetical addition will irritate my hubby because he isn't too fond of blogging, but I'll just bat my eyelashes and pretend he can see them over the phone tonight.)