Sunday, November 8, 2009

Godspeed ....


Gavin Owens,a tiny but mighty fighter earned his wings at 10:43 pm this evening.My family and I fell hopelessly in love with this little guy in July of 2008,after his beautiful momma left a comment on Zoey's blog.The picture you see above was one of the first I ever saw of Gavin.I was mesmerized and captivated by his vibrant blue eyes and his most determined,fighting spirit.I rarely missed a day checking on Gavin.Even when Zoey was in treatment this last year and I would barely be able to get off a post,I still needed to check in on my little East Coast boyfriend before I headed to bed.My older girls loved him as well.They often would call and say,"Oh Mom,did you see the post today about Gavin.?"How is it that you can love someone that you have never even met?That question was asked of me the other day.I didn't have the answer then.I still don't but I did love him.I will miss him.He fought valiantly.Harder then a 3 year old should have to fight.No more fight little guy.

I heard this song for the very first time at my friend Laura's son Luke's,memorial service.Beautiful and so absolutely heartbreaking.Today I thought of Baby Luke and then of Thomas, as he also had it played at his service and now Gavin ...

Dragon tales and the "water is wide"
Pirate's sail and lost boys fly
Fish bite moonbeams every night
And I love you

Godspeed, little man
Sweet dreams, little man
Oh my love will fly to you each night on angels wings
Godspeed
Sweet dreams


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Thursday, November 5, 2009

A View from Our New Normal ...

An afternoon,four beautiful hours, filled talking, laughing and crying with, the most hopeful, faith filled woman I have ever been in the presence of.A mom who kissed her beautiful 8 year old boy goodbye for one final time this past March and still can call herself blessed and brimming with gratitude,for those all too short but precious 8 years.A few hours this evening,watching my boys run,laugh,and play with a beautiful, bald headed,NG nosed,giggly,smiley little love,while her mom and I talked about the upcoming months of treatment and all the fear and anxiety that goes along with it.A facebook update from a 4 year old cancer veterans mom,wondering how in the world can it be, that blasts are still present after 5 months of treatment?How can this be when her daughter had already successfully fought ONE type of leukemia only to relapse with a completely DIFFERENT kind?A post update tonight,that brought me to tears,that a sweet,courageous,fellow chromosomally enhanced AML warrior,diagnosed only one month before Zoey,is potentially facing relapse .. already.Mind you,she too fought one type of leukemia as a small child,relapsed and beat that,only to fight AGAIN a new type in her early twenties.Has she not endured enough?Has her family not been asked to endure enough?

While there are moments. that I wish I could more easily meld in with the PTA talking mom's at the boy's school ... that world is really longer mine.Nor,to be honest,do I really want it to be.This is where my new normal his now.My heart and life now dwells with THESE mom's.Mother's who would,in one second give their lives,in order to spare the lives and pain and paths of their children.I know that some have come to my blog and clicked away without reading much.A sick child,with sick children as friends, sad posts and updates,is more then they can handle.One time it was complete strangers.I followed my site meter to a "mom's board",I use that word "mom" loosely because what I read was down right painful.One of them had found Zoey's blog and was sharing the address.A few went,came back and said something along the lines of "I don't need to read another f***ing blog on a sick child.WAY too depressing."Seriously ... what kind of a narrow minded and quite frankly cruel "mom's board" was that?Hurt me then and pisses me off now.And believe me,it isn't just strangers that feel this way.My life has been filled to the brim the last year with people too stuck in their own selfish world and unable to "deal"with the sickness and sadness to keep up with our lives or the lives of these other children.This is real.These are real lives and you know,people can bury their heads,avoid because they can't handle it but know one thing,it could be you one day.And maybe that is what scares them and maybe that is the saddest thing of all.That peoples own fear for their own child and themselves, keep them away from experiencing some of life's greatest blessings.If people come here and see sadness and despair,then they have truly missed the voice of this blog.The voices of hope,resounding loudly not only from Zoey but from all of her friends,here on earth and those flying free from above.

I have digressed ... my post's main objective is to shed light on our new normal,not for my sake but for the sake of those standing on the edge in this moment. I come to all of you,and beg all of you who do care, to lend whatever support, in whatever way, you are able.Please look at the faces of Ashlyn,Kristen and Gavin.Study their innocence and pray for them and their families.Send them peace and strength for their journey's.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Embarrassed to say it ...



November is Epilepsy Awareness Month and .. I didn't even know it.Why is that?Seizures were such a huge and devastating part of our life at one time.Actually,Zoey's life.It was,after all, her little brain that was being jostled relentlessly.We all however, lived and breathed Zoey's seizures.Or rather we mostly held our breath.Our lives were consumed with counting seizures and watching for seizures.The little guys even would yell out,"seizure",when she was having a cluster.How sad is that?Our lives were once dictated by guessing,"Do we go up on dosage?Do we go down on dosage?Is the dosage EVEN working?Was that one or wasn't that one?"We,or rather Zoey was a veteran at EEG's.Too many to count.Sleep ones.Waking ones.Over night ones.Video ones.You name it,she had it and she was not even one.We were regulars in yet another area of CHLA.We knew peoples names and everybody knew Zoey.Not the attention we were really seeking.And you think that the 4th floor cancer floor is sad,you should spend the day in a neurology clinic.Devastating.Truly devastating.I shared with someone awhile back,that Zoey's seizure time was a truly dark,dark time.In many ways darker then the leukemia days.At least cancer has some set in stone protocols for cure in place.Not true for Epilepsy.It is often a crap shoot.The doctors are guessing just as much as we are and nothing is more discouraging as to see your neurologist face looking defeated because he is not particularly optimistic on the next medication choice.Seizures came out of the clear blue for Zoey.One day a subtle head drop and the next week an
EEG report that read like a really, really bad horror movie script.Zoey's type of seizure disorder,Infantile Spasms,is referred to as a catastrophic form of Epilepsy.Not what parents wants to hear.It is often very difficult to bring under control and most often leaves in it's wake, severe developmental delays.Well,Down syndrome already held that for Zoey,so to have another zinger thrown in there,seemed a bit unfair.We watched our once smiley little girl,leave us.Leave us like,no body was home,leave us.No smiles.No expressions what so ever.She stopped rolling.She stopped eating well.She just STOPPED.Our journey from and through Infantile Spasms was relatively brief,compared to some, but it was still dark and agonizing.In the end,after 2 frontline medication failures,Zoey found her miracle in a drug that little held hope would work.That was a gift.If you were to head back into my archives from March 2007 - June 2007,there is ,some UGLY stuff.In fact this blog began after Zoey was diagnosed in early February 2008 as place for me to sort out and vent my demons.What it morphed into was what you see today.A place of hope.For possibly,some frantic mother,googling Down syndrome/Infantile Spasms and up pops hope.Because that is what happened to me one sad February evening and what I found,was hope in the amazing Sam.To this day I go to his site and I see Zoey's future.I see in Sam,Slow and Steady Wins the Race,Everything is possible... the impossible just takes a little longer.I see a little boy who is laughing and living and that was the gift and by product,for me, of Epilepsy..Along the way I have "met" the most amazing children and families.There is a core group of us that still stay in contact, over a year and a half later.Of the group,Zoey has found seizure freedom for over a year now,little Hannah,who is Zoey's age,from Georgia,who doesn't have a blog but rather a caringbridge site,is seizure free and has just begun walking,.Dawson was blessed with seizure freedom for almost a year and now is back in the battle and then there is Jude and my little love Reagan, who have battled and battled and battled on their quest to find their miracle cure.There are other loves that I follow as well,Sophie,Bennett,Kendall,Madie,Maddie,and Jackson,who are all on various junctures on their Epilepsy journey's.Lets not forget either, our buddy Jax .On top of his heavy load he also battles daily with seizures.I feel helpless but not hopeless for all of them.They inspire me.Each and everyone of them.So,it's November.Epilepsy Awareness month.Go here or here.Learn more about Epilepsy.The stigma attached and the true lack of funding out there to get these kids to seizure freedom.I say that I don't take Zoey's seizure freedom for granted but do I?Have I become too comfortable and confident that she remains seizure free on a very low dose of medication?Lord I hope not.Zoey has an amazing doctor at UCLA.One,that rumor has it, is retiring.One that has been a source of encouragement and has rejoiced alongside us in Zoey's progress.Zoey has a wild card of a hemispherectomy if her seizure were to return.That is a gift as well.Many children lack options.Many parent have become disillusioned and disappointed with the medical field and often are left wondering,"Does anyone care about my child?"Well I do.And to all my Infantile Spasms families,I'm sorry that I forgot Epilepsy Awareness Month.No excuse.

As I wrote to my friend today,Miss Zoey is 3 for 3 ... September...Childhood Cancer Awareness.October ... Down syndrome Awareness and now November .. Epilepsy Awareness.Zoey sure likes to make sure she is part of the crowd.I really need to tell this girl to be more of a leader rather then a follower!!

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Double, double toil and trouble; fire burn and cauldron bubble. - - - Shakespeare "Macbeth"








I decided to head back into the archives once again and read my post from this day last year.The day Zoey began chemo.Feel free to click back here and read if you weren't with us at the beginning of the leukemia journey.Kind of long but not too bad.I think it is important for me to re-visit those days every once in awhile.Necessary pause so I never, ever take for granted the place we are in this moment.I do remember how exhausted I was.How I looked in the mirror and hardly recognized the person staring back at me.Huge circle under my eyes.Huge.I remember also,by months end, I had what we came to refer to as the "4th floor diet"look.You know,the one where nothing with any substantial nourishment has touched your lips in ages and you are functioning on coffee and coffee alone.Or in my case ... hot chocolate.I think I lost over five pounds that month.Not to worry.By the end of round 6,as we became veterans on the 4th,I had more then packed on that 6 ... and then some.

So I go from a trip down chemo memory lane to,today.I didn't have all my loves under one roof this year either but at least one was not in the hospital.Caitlin and Danny and Taylor were enjoying each other in San Diego.Do you see my little grandbaby?Is she not just so darling and I especially think it's cute that she HATED her costume!What struck me also,when Caitlin sent these to me, was that Zoey was at least 3 times Charlie's age before she could sit in a Bumbo ... Charlie is just short of 4 months old !!

We went to our good friends Bill and Geralyn's annual Halloween Party from about 2-6.A great time was had by all and we loaded the kids up with some pre-trick or treating sugar.I remember last year,distinctively,that Zoey was really off a bit that day.Nothing I could put my finger on.I just thought she was coming down with something.Yeah,right,"something"

We then headed home and began the Halloween festivities.Lit the pumpkins and lanterns and the rest of the crew,minus Zoey and much to her dismay,went out trick or treating.An hour and 15 later they were back and the boys were digging for yet another dose of sugar.Then showers,books,bed and all are sound asleep on this all Hallows' Eve.Far,Far cry from last year and tonight,as I placed Zoey in her crib I once again, for the hundredth time,at a minimum,told her how absolutely proud of her I am.She gave me a cute little Zoey grin,we signed "I love you" to each other and with that another Halloween comes to a close.

Friday, October 30, 2009

And Life Moves Forward .....












I always find it so very difficult to post again after we have lost one of our beautiful friends.It feels a bit disloyal in some weird way.Seems far too easy.None of this should become easy.We need to continue to be startled and shocked to attention each and everytime we lose a child to this beast.We can never,ever sit back and surrender and say,"These things sometimes happen.This is just part of life."I may know those two things but it doesn't mean I have come to any point in my life, that resembles a dwelling place of acceptance.But life does go on.That remains to be the ultimate contradiction in my mind. The undeniable heartbreaking truth that exists along side the indescibable beauty ... life does indeed go on.Our prayers continue to pour out freely to the Smith's, as our tears flow just as readily at the thought of their days beginning and ending without the presence of Kai alongside them.

A semi-quick post on pre-Halloween hoopla.And,you know,that is exactly what it is.Hoopla.It seems that Halloween is quickly beginning to rival the craziness of Christmas.Seriously.Stores are jammed.Costume prices exorbitant.Pumpkin Patches have become these full tilt extravaganzas that cost an arm and a leg to just walk through the gate and all the rest ... extra.I refuse.Now don't get me wrong.I LOVE Halloween.Really love it.But I SO yearn for my Upstate NY Cider Mill.We have nothing like that and I miss that.I am excited to have another "set" of little ones to carve with and dress up with and just watch their wide eyed wonder of it all.I just wish,that like so much else in this world,that Halloween hadn't become so commercialized.Oh well,can't fight change.Oh wait.Yes I can.It's a no go on "PumpkinDisneyland".

Jake and Joe had a Halloween Parade followed by parties,at school.Their school implemented a "no mask,no weapons" rule this year.Try telling that to 2 kids with a trunk full of "Batman,Iron Man,Superman,Spiderman,Optimus Prime,Bubble Bee and Various Star Wars characters',costumes.Doesn't go over big.They opted for an astronaut suite that Joe got at the Griffith Observatory and Jake ... Ozzy Osborne.. we had that costume ... he knows who he is and ... don't ask.We carved pumpkins tonight.Strange to do it without the big girls.Although Jess did get home at tail end.Pumpkin carving continues to be one of our very favorite,long standing,family traditions.Joe hung for most of the time but crashed and burned and will have to finish tomorrow.Zoey loved watching and her Jammies ... skeleton ... that glow in the dark!Very cool.As for the pictures with daddy.I caught her signing daddy by herself.She also is doing "shhh" because Joe was sleeping on the ottoman and she puts her hand on the side of her head for "sleep".She has picked up a number of signs over the last few weeks."Milk" being one.She fists her hand and rubs her thumb across the top.So cute.She does "water" by sticking her finger in her mouth.Similar to "shhh"She really is showing us new things all the time and I can tell, that her receptive language,what she understands us saying,has really gone through a spurt.I'll save some of the other new things she is doing for another post.Tomorrow marks a year ago that her first chemo treatment began.Instead of getting hung up on that or feeling like Halloween will forever be dampened,we are celebrating.A year ago she received the chance at life.How blessed are we?

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Sweet Kai ...

"At approximately 8:18am this morning, Thursday, October 29th, our gracious Heavenly Father gathered Malachi James Smith into His eternal arms. Malachi is now standing face to face with our Lord and Savior, completely whole, completely healed, and completely PERFECT. There is no greater joy than this."

These words,spoken with such amazing strength and resolve,came from Kai's mother Rachel, this morning.Our hearts are broken and aching for the Smith family and all who love sweet Kai.I know,our family is blessed and better for having known Kai.We have garnered our very own strength and hope by watching Kai's family pass through life's darkest time,still holding fast to their faith and belief in plan and purpose.

“There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.” ~Washington Irving

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

A Year Ago Today ....




"Things don't go wrong and break your heart so you can become bitter and give up. They happen to break you down and build you up so you can be all that you were intended to be."~Charles "Tremendous" Jones

If you click here you can read my post from a year ago today.I remember very little of that day.As much as we knew that leukemia could be part of Zoey's future,nothing prepared me,any of us, for her oncologists words that Monday, which were,"We have some problems with today's labs."I called Mark and all that happened afterwards, is a absolute blur.Which I think,is a blessing in some ways.Our memories are double edged swords however.They rob us eventually of the things we wish so desperately to remember forever and ever but often,during some of the most difficult moments in our lives,usually the darkest,those times too begin to fad.

I am in complete awe of the little child I see before me today.Miss Zoey has amazed me from day one of her birth and that has not ceased,for one second,to this day.I am in awe of my other children and how they have grown and evolved and endured all that has been asked of them and all that they have had to process and channel and deal with.I am in awe of Mark and how he just got done what needed to get done, to provide for his family,remaining positive and optimistic,all the while caring so tenderly,nearly each and every evening for his youngest little love.During this past year,our family has witnessed the most incredible outpouring of love and support from our fellow human beings.More kindness and compassion and unselfishness,then we could have ever,ever imagined.We have been surrounded by doctors and nurses who have loved and cared for Zoey,as if she were their own.I have,along the way,also met the most magical children and families that I would have never had the opportunity and the privilege of meeting had it not been for this journey.I have watched with immense joy and hope,the faces of children and families who are one step closer to cure.I have also watched with equal pain and sorrow, the faces of families whose children would not make it to cure.A year ago I would never,in my wildest dreams,have imagined having to watch parents and siblings and loved ones, say goodbye and journey forward in this life, without their precious children.That part of the journey I will never be able to reconcile.

A year ago, our family found strength in each other, as we united,with one goal and one goal only and that was to see this innocent child through the unimaginable.And here we are.365 days later.All of us together.A family of 8 taken to the edge once more and brought back because of the indomitable will and spirit of a tiny 2 year old.I have said this countless times before and it bares repeating.Zoey Grace and her presence and entry into our family is what we have been waiting for all of our lives.She has changed us and shaped us and empowered us to be the people we are today.We give thanks to God for leading us,sheltering us and covering us in His amazing grace so we can proclaim once more,how incredibly blessed and how humbly thankful we are.No one knows what tomorrow will bring or the day after that,or what awaits us around the next corner but what I do know, is that for today, in this moment,we rejoice.