my family. dad. sister. brother. mom. it’s been a long time since we have all been in the same room, together, sans spouses, kids. in the haunting early hours this morning dad found himself here again: duke university hospital cancer center. turns out the last round of treatment nearly a month ago killed all but a few rogue cells. these cells decided to go on a revenge spree causing dad’s white blood cell count to rise and rise rapidly. after having a meal home together last night with kids and grandkids, he was feeling like he did last time. he was suspicious of the leukemia returning. and it had. we knew it would come back, but not this soon. at least it waited until after family dinner. so here he sits. in a different smaller room, but surrounded by the same tender care and brilliance behind the staff of this cancer center. and there we sat around him. talking about football, long gone family members, home repair dilemmas, who wanted dad’s motorcycle. and then we prayed. barely getting a word out. tears streaming down our cheeks. asking God to heal. to comfort. to get dad out of here. what God does is his perfect will. i know that. i just don’t know when it will unfold.