Outpouring of love and prayers

I get so overwhelmed when I post on Facebook and the prayer warriors join together in prayer and pray for my situation. I feel less than deserving because there are days I simply forget to pray for my family through this. There are days all I do is lay in bed and feel sorry for myself because I'm "too tired" or just don't want to do the mom things that day because I have a now chronic illness. Depending on how my body reacts to the treatment, possibly a terminal illness. Scary when you hear that and you are 42 years old with four kids that still need you. Scary when you look in your husbands eyes and find fresh tears where once a strong man stood looking back at you. Erik is my rock in all sense of the term tho. He sees beyond all my surgical scars. He loves me when I'm being lazy and tired and takes care of things for this family. He worries about things while I rest like bills and kid issues. He is single handedly running this family right now and I'm alive kicking and testing him to see how he does. I need to find my purpose in the day to day when my kids don't need me like they used to. I need to get my affairs in order as all of us should, not because I'm dying but because I'm alive and still can do it pain-free. I need to step up my game so to say. It's all about time now. If the oncologist said I have "years" but couldn't specify between five to twenty years then I need to pray for quantity of life based off of treatment responses. One day at a time. That's all any of us have really. Time to get busy living with a purpose then!