The morning of my surgery I felt as though I was floating. You know, I was floating - floating on a sea of prayer! Even though my surgery was delayed four hours; I felt relaxed, confident and upbeat! Praise Be to the Lord. Thank you Sweet Jesus!
Thank you for the support of the St. Mary's community! Thank you for the support and kindness you have given my son. Thank you for the dinners, the hugs, the love, emails, cards, reading material, gifts, words of encouragement! My journey would be so difficult without all of you!

Sweet Jesus

Well, sweet Jesus did give me strength. I have survived the surgery, the first round of chemo and my butch haircut. I always wondered what it would feel like to have hair like my son did when he started baseball season. It actually feels pretty darn good. I am saving so much money on hair products, sleeping a little longer in the morning - no more hair dryer, no more hair dye, and soon no more hair. I been thinking I could let the kindergartners color on my on my bald head when the hair falls out - or would that be too weird?

I do not know what I would do without my St. Mary's family. The day of my surgery the staff and students continued to pray for me throughout the morning and afternoon. Second grade prayed every hour on the hour - shouting to the heavens - prayers for "Mrs.Elorduy"! The eighth grade students prayed quietly in the Chapel. My mailbox was overflowing with artwork and get well wishes written on neatly folded construction paper.