But there are times and days it is so so hard. Childhood Cancer death just seeps through the cracks. Like the nano size dust during the Dust Bowl Days.
No matter what we do, it is coming and there is often no stopping it. That is how cancer feels to families. It just keeps coming. Between deaths of children, young, and in their teens. Relapses and complications and fevers and endless endless diagnosis, it sometimes feels so frustrating.
The Santa's are out for photo opportunities. Families are planning Thanksgiving and Christmas events and New Year get aways. In the shadows are those that are mourning the loss of it all. Many for their child. Many for the loss of wonder and simple joy of childhood. I know kids that have been sick as long as they remember. It is all they remember. It just makes me so so upset.
I am tempted sometimes to just slam that door and try and forget that even though we are in a good spot for now. We have no long term warranty. Not that anyone does, we are just so much more aware of the lack of safety net.
So tonight I go to the home of a great friend and we work out a way to make the Wishing Rock Project a real viable thing. We keep delivering small bags of necessary items to those devastated by childhood cancer. It think it comes under "it's the thought". So many things impossible to solve. Sometimes it is enough to try and take care of just a tiny bit at a time.
Below is a link to Jai Anderson's blog. They are in the fight of their child's life. ALL is awful. AML is the worst.