I am sorry I have not posted before now.  We have been busy with different things in our life.  I started teaching Noah two weeks ago.  7th grade.  Wow, where has the time gone!!  I love spending that time with Noah and watching him learn new things.  And, of course, I like relearning things.  There are alot of things I had forgotten about that I learned in school.  We are having fun.


Sometimes around 1992, my Mama visited her eye doctor for her regular yearly check-up.  The doctor saw a tumor behind her right eye.  The doctor’s office scheduled an appointment with Dr. Meyer, a well- known and respected ophthalmologist, for the next day. Dr. Meyer confirmed our worst fear, the tumor was cancerous. My Mama underwent one of several surgeries. Dr. Meyer positioned a radiation implant behind her eye that would give radiation to the tumor for 4 days. Then she would go back to surgery to have the implant removed. She had this surgery of implanting and removal of the implant several times. The elevated blood pressure in her eye was very painful. Eventually, her eyeball had to be replaced with an artificial eyeball. 

My Mama was known for her love for her children and her family. She was always a cheerful person and loved to laugh. Anytime you saw her she would have a smile on her face, no matter what she was going through or how she was feeling. Friends would tell her that she was such a strong person. She never gave up on God and she gave God the glory. She loved and trusted God. 

As soon as I found out I was pregnant, the nausea and vomitting started and did not stop until he was born. I was very sick the whole time I was pregnant with him. I lost 40 pounds. What a way to lose weight!! I do not recommend it.  

My Daddy asked me to quit my job and work for him. I was working at Wilder Youth Development Center in Somerville, TN. I told him that I had good insurance working for the state and that I could not quit until after Noah was born. 

Three weeks before my due date, I had my weekly appointment with my OB. I was 4 cm dilated and 70% efaced. Dr. Moise told me that I would deliver before the weekend was up. She told me to go to the mall and walk and walk and walk. I did that until I was tired. It was two weeks before I went into labor. I woke up one morning and thought my bladder was leaking.  It was my water leaking. I arrived at the hospital at 3:30 A.M. and they started inducing at 5:35 A.M.  Noah Christian Doyle was born on April 21, 1999 at 11:20 A.M. He weighed 7 pounds and was 21 inches long. That day changed my life forever, for the better.  God proved once again He was in control.  Prayers were answered in God's time not ours. 

I was off work for 6 weeks after I delivered Noah.  When I returned to work I turned in my resignation.  I worked longer than a regular 2 weeks notice.  I did not want to leave my friends before the year-end ended.  There were a lot of things and paper work for the year-end with the state.  So my resignation was for June 30, 1999.  I started working for my Daddy on July 5, 1999.  So now, J.R. and I both worked for the company. 
My Mama had to have a blood stem transplant.  After a little while of waiting, a match was found.  My Mama and Daddy had to move to Seattle, WA for six months.  The transplant was a success.  J.R. and I ran the plumbing company while they were gone.  God again proved that J.R. and I working for the company was a part of His plan. 

During the first few days that Mama and Daddy were in Seattle, Noah jumped off of a play desk and hurt his arm.  He did not cry.  J.R. was working on a job that was close to our house.  He came home, checked Noah's arm, and told me he thought it was broke.  I was fine until he said those words.  Noah had to have surgery and two pins inserted.  Once again God proved that working for the company was His plan.  I was able to care for Noah and work. 

Throughout the rest of Mama's life, she had stomach cancer and brain tumors. Her last 6 weeks on earth were spent in the hospital. She was admitted for pneumonia. While in the ICU, the doctors discovered more brain tumors and she chose to take radiation treatments for the brain tumors. She was one strong, courageous fighter. My Mama’s health insurance told the doctors that it was time to send her home. I was out of town on a business trip for the plumbing company when she came home. When my Dad and sister got my Mama home and situated, my sister called me and asked if I wanted to talk to her. I said sure not knowing that would be the last time that I would talk to my Mama. She was still drugged from the medication for the ambulance ride home. I told her that I loved her and she told me that she loved me. That was the last time that I spoke with my Mama. She came home, went to sleep that night, and woke up in heaven with God. I can only imagine what she saw when she met God. I have a problem forgiving myself for not being here. But I have had to come to realize that me not being here was God’s plan. I have had to find a way to accept His will. My Mom fought cancer for 13 years. I miss my Mama very much but I would not even think about taking her away from God and Heaven, where she is eternally healed.

Mama, I miss you so much and look forward to the day that I see you again.