First off, It’s official. 2017 has arrived so once again Happy New-years Day and it is a beautiful one to boot.

I have described my situation with Glioblastoma as feeling like a man running with a speeding bullet right behind my head trying to get me. I have been blessed with the gift of peace and not fear since my original diagnosed. After my 3rd Glio tumors arrival and the nature of it people have been more nervous with no treatment. I always remind people that I was blessed to have had over 4 years free from the cancer, which is not the norm for a Glio. I come from a place where it’s always about attitude and gratitude. Attitude. Always remembering that. All good is from God. So, I always give him my thanks and, all glory goes back to him. You 😊 at Glory always.

Well, yesterday on New Year’s Eve Day the bullet hit my head I guess you could call it. I seem to have had a small seizure for the first time. And it caused such upset here. I felt so bad. I have had my first small cold with a dry cough that has kept me from sleeping well or almost 1 week. I think that the cold plus the tumor in my head helped to wipe me my toral physique resulted in my inability to really move my left side and it became an issue real fast. I had my wife, my son ,the men in my amazing kids lives who I love they are ours. And, I we feel we are theirs, Eternally. I had decided that I wanted out patient hospice if and when the time came. We set guidelines on. My wife is just over 100 pounds. She is tiny and I am a pretty big guy, I had her and the men trying to move and place me on the bed so that I would be safe. We had decided with Hospice that for us my inability to go to the first floor bath here would be a transitional pointed begin to get a hospice bed in a facility lined up.

Hospice suggested not to do the lift because they felt that my condition even though they were amazed at my additude and the way that things could change on a dime, based on my tumor and their past history in the industry. Well, yesterday the dime changed. Their fear was that putting the chair lift in that it would not be usable should My walkability change. I would not be able to get to it safely. Well, yesterday became a fact too and I thank God that we listened to them and took their advice. They are amazing at what they do for

So today, Janet is busy touching bases with who’s available during the long weekend. I have had one place in mind but, I need to be accepted by they were correct yesterday. In their advice and my home is now not Danny doable. My wife and children are not my Hospice workers and very shortly I will be where God wants me and they too will have their needs met while I am taken care of too. The sadness in their eyes yesterday spoke volumes to me. I called my sister and 2 of my brothers thus far. My brother went to see my dad and speak to him personally. He is my primary concern in this moment. It’s a horrific situation for any parent to lose a son or their child. So, I really feel terrible for him. He grieved terribly over the loss of our son Brad Michael to this day. He is an amazing man of such strength and compassion . The man that I always wanted to become. I am still a work in progress. For what it’s worth, my children all say dad, you are the best Father ever and thank you for everything that you and mom have done for us, particularly their faith which means the world to us. I told the children once again that love never dies, I will always watch over them and I will. I believe that God has a plan. I/we believe also that miracles happen and that God does not expect us to do Miracles. He expects us to believe that he will. I have confidence that Gods got me Here when he calls me. I sit with peace, family, and not one worry. The following song came to me last night as I said my prayers. We all have terrible situations in our lives. This song is from Whitney Houston. It is the last song that I am aware of. If you listen to the words they are incredibly touching. Its I look to you. She had been through so much in her life with actual drugs and alcohol which, damaged her voice and she was working to regain her ability to sing.

This song resonated with me and this is what I have been doing. It’s all that I have left to do that is to reach up to God. He will meet me/ our family in the window that we are currently in. On a very happy development while writing my brother, brother in law and my dad arrived, so I am thrilled to be here.

Enjoy this song, Whitney Houston, I look to you.
Look up to God he is waiting to connect with you. I think that she sounded and looked great too. God Bless her may she Rest In Peace.