Chapter 23

 

He stepped out of the bathroom carefully buttoning up his dress shirt and walked over to the dresser to grab his tie. I walked up beside him and took it in my hands.

 

"Turn around, I'll tie this for you." I said as I turned him to face me and wrapped the tie carefully around his neck.

 

"Are you sure you don't want to come with us?" He asked me for about the 8th time in the last hour. I was positive.

 

"I'm sure Nick."

 

"I can stay here with you if you want me to."

 

"No. You go with them... fill in for me this year. Please go."

 

He nodded and stood patiently as I finished tying the tie and then stood back to take in the full view.

 

"You look very sexy." I said winking at him and smiling. He smiled back and danced goofily over to me taking me in his arms and kissing me long and hard.

 

"You look sexy too." I laughed and smacked him playfully on the back of his head. I was still in my pajamas.

 

"No... really you do. I mean, I probably have five minutes before we need to leave if you wanna, you know..." And with those words he hopped on the bed and hummed the first few notes of Barry White's Let's Get it On.

 

I rolled my eyes at him as I walked over and grabbed a pair of black pants and a dressy shirt from my closet. I carried it into the bathroom and hung it on the towel rack.

 

"So... you're going?" Nick asked watching as I came back out of the bathroom.

 

"What? Oh... no. I'll be meeting you guys at mom and dad's house after the service."

 

He sighed and hopped up off the bed coming over to where I stood and taking me in his arms. "I love you sexy."

 

I rolled my eyes at him again and pushed him playfully away. "I love you too... horny."

 

He laughed and opened the bedroom door just as Baylee Littrell came bounding down the hall into in the room followed in quick pursuit by Kahlua Carter who could be heard from a mile away with the bell she had tied around her neck. Nick caught Baylee in his arms and threw him up in the air as Kahlua barked loudly at his feet and jumped up onto Nick's legs.

 

"Good grief!" Nick said pushing Kahlua down and setting Baylee upright on the floor, "that dog's gotten as big as you kiddo."

 

Baylee laughed and gave Kahlua a gentle pat on the head.

 

"Hey uncle Nick," he said a very serious expression crossing his face.

 

"Yeah little man?"

 

"Is aunt Gracie not coming to church with us?"

 

Nick looked over at me and I nodded as I walked over to where Baylee stood and picked him up. He gave me a huge hug and looked back at Nick waiting for an answer to his question.

 

"No little man, she's not. She's going to stay home and get things ready for Christmas tomorrow... but I'm going with you."

 

Baylee's eyes lit up at the idea and he high fived Nick as he took off back out of the room. He'd only been gone a few seconds when he reappeard.

 

"Oh yeah." He said as if he'd forgotten something very important. "Daddy said it's time to go."

 

Nick laughed and gave me a quick kiss. "I'll see you in a couple of hours."

 

I hugged him and walked out to the landing with them to watch them leave. Brian and Leighanne were standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting to go and they waved up at me.

 

"See you at mom's." Brian said as he scooped Baylee up into his arms followed Leighanne out the door.

 

"You'll be okay?" Nick asked looking up at me with concern in his eyes.

 

"I'll be fine."

 

He smiled as he waved and headed out the door with the others.

 

It was Christmas Eve and they were all headed off to church. I had thought about going for days, but I just didn't have it in me. Ever since the doctor had told me the cancer was still there, that it hadn't changed, I'd been angry with God. I hadn't lost faith nor had I stopped believing in miracles... but I knew in my heart that I needed to be angry for a while. I knew that I needed to hold this cancer against someone and after thinking carefully on it I had decided that if anyone was strong enough take the anger... it was God.

 

I'd spent the past two weeks trying my best to take my mind off of that visit to my doctor's office. Nick and I had spent several evenings discussing my options and we'd come to the agreement that I wouldn't do chemotherapy again. If radiation treatments were an option I may consider it, but chemo was out. I just couldn't stand the thought. Other than those few talks we hadn't discussed my cancer. I had done a lot of last minute Christmas shopping now that my blood counts were high enough and Nick and I spent a lot of time decorating the house. I hadn't even wanted to do that at first. I hadn't really been in the mood to celebrate the holiday at all, but then I'd remembered that Brian and Leighanne were going to be staying with us for Christmas with Baylee and I knew that I had to make this Christmas special for him... especially if it was to be my last Christmas with him. We'd bought a couple of trees for around the house and a bunch of new ornaments and my mom and dad had given me some of my childhood ones. Nick had hung lights on the outside of the house and we'd bought one of those goofy blow up snoglobes for the back deck. We'd listened to Christmas music and I'd made dozens of Christmas cookies. I had actually enjoyed myself. I allowed myself a few moments of every day to grieve and feel sorry and to be angry and then I made a promise to myself that I would move on.

 

Our wedding was less than a week away and that was what was really keeping me going. We'd spend Christmas here with my family and then all of us would fly out on December 29th for California. We would spend the night in LA with Howie and Leigh and then fly out to Hawaii on the 30th. Our wedding was planned for New Year's Day.

There were so many times in the past few months that I didn't know if I'd make it this far. I looked at the calender now and couldn't believe that it was all happening so fast. I smiled as I touched my engagement ring on my finger. I couldn't wait to make it official.

 

I wrapped a few last minute presents and then jumped in the shower. I was dressed and headed out the door to my parent's house by the time they should have been leaving church. I was actually excited now. I was excited to be spending Christmas with my family. Excited that no matter how sick I was at least for the moment I was feeling good.

 

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