A friend of ours linked me to this blog, 3 Kids, a Mini-Van, & a Mortgage, about 9 months ago. Reading this mother's unedited account of her family's walk through their daughter Lucy's battle with a rare and aggressive form of brain cancer, Medulloblastoma, has become a regular part of my week.
I don't know her, but every time I reconnect with their story I find myself in uncontrolled tears. Her writing is eloquent, heartfelt, and straight from her soul. it isn't odd to find the time stamps on her posts at 3 and 4 o'clock in the morning. Her ability to capture their experience, not only in words, but also in pictures is breathtaking. I'm sure she has become immune to these images of
...but I still get knots in my throat knowing the underlying cause of each of these things that have become so routine in her world. Her blog is followed by just under 1500 followers and she posts several times a week. Their story has touched so many people.
There is nothing I can do for their sweet family except pray and share her blog and their story in hopes that you will, regardless of your faith, find a moment to fall to your knees and pray for them and thank God for your healthy children knowing that each day with them is a gift.
This is her post from February 24 2011 (the first post doccumenting Lucy's illness):
"Life can change. In the blink of an eye. It happens. You are never prepared for it. And when it does you just try to survive. And that's what we are doing right now. Surviing. I am going to use this blog to update Lucy's status and track her recovery so that one day she can look back at what she went through and know how much her mommy loves her. Tomorrow morning at 7:00am the staff at LeBonheur Children's Hospital will come get my baby girl for the biggest event of her life. 4-6 hours of a grueling surgical procedure to remove 3 brain tumors and 1 tumor from her back. Every time I allow myself to think about it I want to vomit. It doesn't seem real. Last night when I went to sleep I prayed that when I woke up this would all be a bad dream. Funny thing is, I never slept. So I feel as if I have been in a walking nightmare for 2 days. Tomorrow is going to be hard for us all. I don't think any of us are really prepared for the rollercoaster we are about to ride. I just don't understand why it had to be Lucy. I could understand why God would want to put this disease on me. I have had 33 years to live a sinful life. I DESERVE to suffer. But not Lucy. She's only 5. But that's not how God works. I know that. There's a reason for all of this. I will NEVER understand it, but that's not my job. My job is to remain faithful and trust that God will heal my sweet girl. Medulloblastoma is no match for my Father. I will praise Him in this storm while I cling to the hope that He will extend his hand of mercy and grace to Lucy in the days, weeks and months to come."
Her honesty, faith, and strength have made me a stronger believer, and a better wife and mother. Thank you Kate!
Till Next Time,