To my Brothers and Sisters of Stangnet,
These past few months since my diagnosis with the recurrence of Lymphoma, and the subsequent treatments have not been easy. Words alone cannot express my gratitude for your continued support and prayers. Especially now when I am facing the challenge of a stem cell transplant. I can honestly say this prospect has me very scared, but there is no alternative, I must go through this.
At this time I am reminded of the poem “Footprints in the Sand”, where the man looks back and questions God why, during his worst times, he only saw the one set of footprints. God’s reply was, “Those were the times I carried you.” I know years from now when I look back I will see a community of footprints helping to carry me through this time.
My deepest and heartfelt thanks to each and every one of you. God Bless you.
My love to all,
Fritz
These past few months since my diagnosis with the recurrence of Lymphoma, and the subsequent treatments have not been easy. Words alone cannot express my gratitude for your continued support and prayers. Especially now when I am facing the challenge of a stem cell transplant. I can honestly say this prospect has me very scared, but there is no alternative, I must go through this.
At this time I am reminded of the poem “Footprints in the Sand”, where the man looks back and questions God why, during his worst times, he only saw the one set of footprints. God’s reply was, “Those were the times I carried you.” I know years from now when I look back I will see a community of footprints helping to carry me through this time.
My deepest and heartfelt thanks to each and every one of you. God Bless you.
My love to all,
Fritz