Thursday, June 25, 2009

Prayers for Sammie and her family


From Sammie's Mom~Please keep them in your prayers!
"Our baby girl is slipping away from us.. I have learned to cry with no sound coming out of my body.. She is sleeping most of the time and now the tumor in her spine is visible through her skin..We love her so and want this to be easier for her.. No food since Friday but she misses eating.. it is just torture.. she is strong and brave and never ready to give up.. so we carry on.. I leave the lyrics to a song from the play Wicked..it sums this mess us pretty well..
thanks for the prayers..


El
phaba):
I'm limited
Just look at me - I'm limited
And just look at you
You can do all I couldn't do, Glinda
So now it's up to you
For both of us - now it's up to you...

(Glinda):
I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you...

Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good

(Elphaba):
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend...

Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you

(Glinda):
Because I knew you

(Both):
I have been changed for good

(Elphaba):
And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
For the things I've done you blame me for

(Glinda):
But then, I guess we know
There's blame to share

(Both):
And none of it seems to matter anymore

(Glinda):
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood

(Elphaba):
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood

(Both):
Who can say if I've been
Changed for the better?
I do believe I have been
Changed for the better

(Glinda):
And because I knew you...

(Elphaba):
Because I knew you...

(Both):
Because I knew you...
I have been changed for good...

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Father's Day


Bob loves Erica. No, really, it's the most out of control, crazy, beyond imagination, make you cry kind of love. It's a dad's love . . . isn't it really as simple and as complex as that?

I have written for hours about Erica's life and her journey with leukemia; I hope I have acknowledged the wonderful friends and family that have guided us, mentally and spiritually and I hope I have given the right amount of respect and gratitude to Erica's doctors and nurses. But one thing I know for sure is that I have not told you enough about Erica's daddy.

If you want to know how I have been able to be so strong and if you want to know how we really made it through . . . . it's because of Bob. I mean that from the bottom of my heart. Here is a man who never let a single dose of medication go un-administered, who would drive to the store - from the hospital - at midnight if Erica was out of "wheats" (cream of wheat-her breakfast). This is a man who did my laundry and packed my bags and brought them back to the hospital just so that I could stay with Erica. He has held Erica's interest and my comfort as his highest priorities and he continues to do so everyday. This is how he loves. Bob would rather drive me crazy, asking if I put sunscreen on our daughter then ever have her gentle, medicated skin burn. He makes a monthly medication chart to post on the refrigerator (fit with photos and clip art) so that we execute "the buggies" (meds) without falter. He makes the best "mash-a-ma potatoes" and pancakes and tells Erica how HE will be the one to teach her how to cook. This is how he loves.

Because of Bob, Erica shows love with grandiose expression, sound effects and all. Because of Bob, Erica knows how to sort mail, read the newspaper, clean her high-chair, and poke at belly buttons (just for the purpose of pure laughter) .

I see the love Bob has for Erica and it makes me ever mindful of the love that my dad and my step-dad have for me and just think . . . wow, that is some love.

I feel privileged to be a witness to the relationship between Bob and Erica, I will always hold it up and honor it . . . there is just nothing more precious in all the world.

Happy Father's Day Bob! You are an amazing daddy!

Happy Father's Day to my dad and to my Tom, thank you for giving me such special examples of how much a father's love can make a difference in a daughter's life. I am forever blessed!

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Summertime




There is just a different feeling in the air when school is getting ready to be let out for the summer, the water table gets set up in the back yard, the bathing suits come out from out from their winter storage and lemonade becomes a standard shelf item in the fridge. Summertime.

Erica is in a few different activities now, tumble time, music, and she will start swim lessons next week. She loves picking out her clothes and trying on, at least, three pair of shoes before we leave the house on any given day. It is going to be a fun summer. Erica has several friends on the block and every afternoon they all converge to the front yards and play from house to house. It is a joy to see; only last summer we were confined to our home for the entire summer, wearing a mask, Erica could only go from the house to the car for doctor's appointments. So, to see her running and playing with the kids feels like heaven.

Bob and I went to Washington DC on vacation a few weeks ago. We had a great time seeing all the sites and monuments. We were the total tourists; cameras, backpacks, trolley tours, the whole deal. Personally, I think that is the best way to see DC, my parents lived there for about nine years and I still see and learn new things every time I am there. Having been a political science major in college, it is a bit embarrassing when the tour guide asks questions about our nations political history and I have but not a clue! It was fun, Bob and I enjoyed being away but five days was enough . . .it was great to come home and see our little girl.

Erica loves to dance and play "dress up", thanks to her friend Tyler, Erica has lots of dress up clothes and princess costumes, hence the photos!

We still pray, everyday, for our friend Sammie. Sammie is home, on hospice care, with her family. Her mom writes in the blog (see Sammie's photo to the right) about the privilege of being Sammie's mom and emotional strength it takes to be with Sammie in these final days of her life. Sammie got a little puppy from "Make A Wish" and he has been keeping them busy . . . and laughing. I can not read the words on her blog without feeling my heart in pain, but it keeps me ever mindful of the fragile nature of it all. Last week alone, five children in the Caring Bridge group, lost their lives to cancer.

Little Miss Eleanor Wilson completed her chemotherapy treatment after 2.4 years this last week. Her family has been celebrating for days. She has been a brave warrior through it all!

People need to understand that for us and for families who have weathered the storms and are, perhaps, "done" with treatment, are not really "done". The medications and the doctors appointments and blood draws continue, maybe not as much, but they go on. Erica is still on 12 doses of medication per day. Just this last week, Erica's kidneys were "talking" because of her GVHD medication, and so we need to cut back. Yes, we celebrate, and we will always celebrate the gift of Erica's new marrow and Eleanor's successful treatment AND, we will continue to pray that these little girls stay cancer free forever, with no long term ramifications.

It is for these reasons that we continue to speak out for awareness of these blood cancers and childhood cancer in general. Please keep all of these kids in your prayers.

Here's to a great summer!