In Verses & Song

Three months ago, my family received devastating news. Following what we thought would be a routine eye exam, an MRI confirmed that our child had a brain tumor. In the days that followed, our lives changed in many ways.  Some of those changes were that I quit my job, paused this blog and all my creative projects. But these changes seemed a small sacrifice to watching our fourteen-year-old endure multiple surgeries, complications, and a cancer diagnosis at a time when they should‘ve been attending a first homecoming dance and having a halloween costume party with friends.   Forty days in the pediatric ICU alters you in a way that I’m not sure I can yet write about, other than to say that it strips away everything but the need to survive — and the need to help your child. Hospital time is not real time, the lights and the beeping never cease, and the ceiling over the nurse’s station shines with tiny golden stars.   Through it all, our child smiled, laughed and chatted up the nurses on go