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Our family of 6 (dad Adam, mom Sherry, big sister Abby and little brothers Isaac and Brady -- who was born on December 14, 2010) joined the ranks of pediatric cancer fighters when our 4-year old son Logan was diagnosed with a dangerous and highly malignant form of brain cancer in mid-August 2010. Logan's cancer journey began abruptly on Sunday, August 15, when his right eye suddenly turned inward during dinner. Twenty-four hours later, we were checking into Children's Hospital Oakland and finding out that life sometimes takes you places you'd never, ever imagine yourself going.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Go Write.

I tried to go to bed a while ago, but kept feeling that pull to come and post. I want to go to sleep, darn it! I'd think. And then I'd hear Go write. But I resisted, repeating But I want to go to sleep now, which was of course followed by Go write. The back and forth went on for 20 minutes or so until I sighed, gave up and came downstairs to the quiet of my family room and the brightness of the computer monitor.

Tomorrow is something of a momentous day because it marks Logan's final day of radiation. I know -- it flew by, didn't it? Six weeks from start to tomorrow's finish, all in the books. Praise God that he stayed well enough to stay on schedule. Despite having a cold for the past week and a half, his lungs remained clear, so we were able to keep moving forward. A prayer truly answered.

Please pray for those final toxic beams to be extraordinarily brutal on the cancer and equally extraordinarily gentle on the surrounding, non-diseased tissue. Of course, we don't know what the future holds, but as of now, his hearing isn't as diminished as we'd been told it would be by radiation's end. Though he tends to speak more loudly now and says What? What did you say? more frequently, I was quietly overjoyed yesterday when I whispered into his right ear -- the one that Dr. T told us would be left profoundly deaf following radiation -- and he responded in like with a whisper of his own. Just a touch of good in a sea of very bad. But a very beautiful bit of good it is.

There's actually a lot of good lately, to be honest. It's not that our situation is any different. We're still facing a lot of uncertainty. We're still facing one of the worst ordeals parents can face. But I've felt myself regain a sense of peace that I'd lost. I've felt more hopeful. Maybe it's a function of the long prayers Adam and I have said together in bed each night before falling asleep. Maybe it's the prayers that all of you and an ocean of others have offered and are continuing to offer up on our behalf. Maybe it's the little notes I've gotten this week from both strangers and friends long ago lost that are making a difference. More likely than not, it's all of the above. But regardless of what it is, I'm thankful. I needed an ounce of peace and I got it. I needed notes of hope and support and they came. So thanks to God, and thanks to all of you.

Please continue to hold us all up in prayer in the coming days. Please pray for restored health for the rest of us. I took Brady to the doctor this morning, and discovered that he has an ear infection and croup. My own swollen throat has mostly de-puffed, thankfully, but my voice is hoarse and I still don't feel as if I'm in the clear quite yet. Entering the weeks to come, we desperately need our collective health to be intact.

And of course, as always, please pray for Logan's healing. I can't begin to describe the intensity of my own prayers; how I plead with God to touch him and make him well again. How I rehash the healing scriptures in my mind and whisper Lord, I know You can heal him with just a fleeting thought. Please heal him. How my pulse quickens with the desire that my prayer be fulfilled. I know it can happen. I believe it's possible. I believe. I hope. I have faith; though only a mustard seed's worth at times, it's there. I pray that amazing healing will happen and that we'll have an incredible testimony to joyfully share in the days to come. I confess that my eyes well with eager, hungry tears as I write these words. And I ask you, beg you, to join me, to intercede.

Thank you so much for standing with us and for being part of Logan's very special team. Blessings.


  1. I'm so glad that you're starting to feel better, and overjoyed that Logan's hearing seems to be OK. This post has moved me to tears, as you so often do.

    Continuing to pray.


  2. Small Blessings every day; each a tiny Victory! Dwell on those. Watch your peace and sense of God's Love wash over all of you.
    Continuing our healing prayers,

  3. So happy to read about Logan's hearing!

    Always praying for you all.

  4. Joyful tears in my eyes that your faith has been restored! We will not slow down our prayers for Logan until he is completely healed : )

  5. We prayed that Logan would not lose his hearing-- and he did not. We prayed that Logan would be healthy enough to finish his radiation on schedule--and he did. We keep looking toward our mighty God that Logan will be healed-- and we have every reason to believe that he will! Praise Jesus for his power and his love for Logan and for you. God is good all the time. Blessings, Carolynn

  6. We are always praying for all of you and especially for Logan! I also prayed really hard for the side effects to be minimal. I hope He heard me! Lots of blessings to you.