The Royal family.

Young Prince William and Princess to be Kate are waltzing through the garden.  They have a sparkle in their eye and await the Royal wedding of morrow. . .

NO NO NO! That's the Royal family.  We are the ROYAL FAMILY!  When you read my blog header, you may think "WTH is he talking about?".  Well, our life IS as crazy as it sounds, but I wouldn't change it.  OK, except maybe the whole cancer thing. . .

Queen Ginger, Jackie if you dare, is one FINE redhead.  She is as feisty and fiery as the day I met her, if not more!  She doesn't take s - - - from anyone and that's why she is killer at her job.  Maybe those aren't the best words to use for someone in the medical field.  Whoops.  She was my little cousins best friend in high school and that's how we met.  I loved her then, just don't tell her, and I love her even more today!  Queen G has been my caretaker, encyclopedia, calendar, medical advisor and #1 advocate since all of this cancer BS started and she does a DAMN good job.  I put her through the ringer sometimes and she hasn't gone anywhere. . .

Prince McFly, well where do I start? Jackson is a character with his own definite STRONG personality and stubbornness that is beyond compare.  He is also one of the most creative, kind hearted, caring kids you will ever meet.  Don't talk about or mess with HIS MOMMA! He loves her and defends her like a wild boar. I have the scars to prove it!  And for some reason, he looks up to me like a real King at times.  That alone makes telling him about my cancer, the absolute HARDEST thing I have ever done.  BTW, he's had to hear it three times now.  CANCER SUCKS!!! Here's a quick story about the Prince.  Two years ago we found out about my original tumor and I went in for surgery.  Jackson came to visit me at the hospital, crawled up in the bed and was staring at my head with a disappointed look.  He said, "dad, you don't have real cancer! you still have hair." All he knew of cancer to that point was St. Jude kids, who (on TV) all seem to be bald.  He was also HIGHLY upset that my face wasn't wrapped up like a mummy.  He had major plans to take me to show n' tell at school.  Other than me ruining his idea of cancer and his show n' tell idea, he has been a CHAMP!  I would have never expected an 8 year old to deal with everything as well as he has.

I hope you enjoy the intro to THE Royal family.  Be ready for more stories to come. 
And to you CANCER . . . . . . . . 5-FU ! ! !  I'll explain next time. Peace!


THE motivation for the FIGHT!