Miracles Happen

I probably should have just written on the blog as soon as the party for Odette was over.  However, it was late and I was tired and knew that I had to be up at 5:30 so I could leave in time to get Odette in for surgery in the morning.  I was so excited about the nights events that I couldn't fall asleep.  The Celebration for Odette was more than exciting and way more awesome than what I ever could have imagined!

Obviously I am ecstatic about her wonderful news and have been for a while.  But it was totally awesome to me to see and hear how many people were just as happy for the news as I.  I have always known that our family had a lot of people loving, serving, praying and supporting us through the last 14 months, but to see the people in person was, quite frankly, overwhelming.  And not everyone was even there!  There were so many that live miles away, had jobs to be to and sick children of their own.  WOW...this is the only word I can think of to express my feelings. 

Anyway, onto the party.  We had lots of ice cream and pretty much every topping imaginable.  Just as promised!  It was super duper yummy.  Of course I am a little biased because this is my favorite dessert ever!  We went through 18 half gallons of ice cream!  (Thanks to you who helped out in that area!)  And Odette loved the food as well...maybe she at a little too much because she was wired afterwards!

I also had gotten some balloons for the party.  100 orange balloons.  Each balloon represented 4 days of cancer fighting.  Yes, she was fighting cancer for 390 days.  (I know, 100 is a little too many, but a couple popped when I brought them home and some were hanging down on the stop sign to show people where to turn so we were at the right number by the time the party came.) We passed them out to as many people as we could, counted down from 10 and let go of all the balloons.   
WE SAID GOODBYE TO CANCER! 
It was so cute to watch Odette let go of her balloon and wave goodbye to it!  We had some purple balloons for her to keep because purple is the cancer survivor color.  (Guess I need to get some new Bad Hair Day shirts ordered and up!)

It was an awesome sight to see.

And it brought to mind very strongly that

MIRACLES HAPPEN!