I have not been on here in well over a year. At least I am pretty sure it has been that long. It has been a crazy year, with right now being the craziest time yet.
There is too much to recap, but I am going to try to start this up again for the 127th time, and see if I can keep it going.
At this moment, in our home, my father-in-law is having a bout with glioblastoma, a bout that he will ultimately lose. This bout is not even going to make it to the 5th round. It could be that by the time you get around to read this, he will not be on this earth.
I have always known cancer is evil…just evil. It sucks, and there are not many things positive to say about it. But to see it first hand, and to see it take someone as big and strong as Big Al (hence the name, Big Al) down to where opening his eyes seems to exhaust him….it is just crazy.
We found out about Big Al and the cancer over labor day weekend – just over two months ago.
You can read all about that here in a fantastic blog that his wife, Marti, has been keeping up with. After you read that, you will know that they have transitioned to Charlotte, and are staying in Beth and I’s home, which will soon become Marti’s home. It has been a very hard, yet still an often-sweet time.
It is not easy seeing someone fade away. Knowing and seeing what is going on makes me realize how insanely difficult it would be to have someone taken from you immediately…in an accident, a shooting, etc. At this point, I just want Big Al to be comfortable, to not suffer. I don’t want him to feel any more pain, to feel helpless….
A few of my best friends have lost their fathers. They, as well as everyone, always speak of quality of life. You just want your dad to have good quality of life, to be at peace…not have to be taken care of completely. But you also don’t want your dad to be gone yet. And even then you realize, well crap, I already miss him because this is not the same person who I want to be here longer. It is a back and forth battle of what you want versus what is best for everyone.
In this case, you are able to prepare, you know what is coming, and you want the end to come just to get him to a better place. This has nothing to do with not loving, not caring, not wanting him to be alive. Of course I want him here. Of course my wife and sisters-in-law want their father here. Of course Mark wants his father here. Of course Marti wants her husband back. But you also realize that the person you want more time with is never going to be the same, and the last thing you want is for that person to suffer more. You realize it is indeed the best option, and you are ready for it to occur. But even still, you feel like you are “giving up”. But we are not giving up. Far from it. And it is still insane difficult. And I still find myself thinking when I hear news of yet another murder…or even last night a tornado not far from us killed four people….someone’s brother…someone’s mother, father, or child…I can’t imagine losing someone suddenly. With no prep time. With no warning.
We have had some great times with Al since he moved here, as well as some very tough times. He often cries out….but there have been moments as well where Big Al is Big Al and he says something that you are not sure you should laugh at, but there is no way you can hold it in…to see a smile pop up on that face, with that chin of his…it is indeed priceless.
I last heard him laugh a few nights ago. I don’t even remember exactly what I said. Something about his neck pillow being sort of like my 3 year olds “Raff” in that he always has to have it. Big Al just started smiling and shaking from laughter…that was the last time I saw him smile. I hope to catch a few more in the coming days.
As I type this, Hospice has taken over care, and we are not seeking any more radiation or chemo…The Ahlman family is at peace. This has been an insane, intense, and unexpected two months. It is not easy seeing them go through this, nor is it easy living it with them.
What is easy though is watching a family love like Jesus, watch over each other like angels, and serve their father and husband with no regard for themselves…and it has been beautiful.
I have said from day one that the healing for this situation was not going to be in the form of Big Al getting better. It was going to be a different kind of healing…and I see it happening every day.
Peace.













