About Us

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.

Friday, May 6, 2011

Friday Evening

I've spent much of today caught in the awkward space between grinning like a fool and thanking God for the blessings in my life and crying over those very same blessings. And out of helplessness, sadness, anger, confusion, and every other intangible emotion I've felt over the course of the past months.

I was gratified to be recognized for some of my freelancing work for the first time, and touched to tears over the generous act of a friend. I was overwhelmed when, during a routine trip to Costco with Isaac and Brady in tow, I realized as I arrived at the checkout lane that they were collecting donations for CHO this month. As I croaked out yes, I'd like to make a contribution I had to steel my jaw to keep the emotion from spilling forth. Even so, I suspect red-rimmed eyes coupled with a shaky hand that scrawled Logan alongside a heart on the donation card betrayed my attempt.

Then this evening, as I arrived outside Logan's room and put my bags down to wash my hands, I peeked through the window and saw my little sunshine propped up in bed, his face puffy and his little lungs clearly laboring to breathe. And my heart broke all over again. I'm not sure how many times a heart can heal itself after it's cracked open and bled, but mine has done it more times than I can count.

He's apparently right where he's supposed to be in terms of health. It's a small comfort, though, given how he labors to breathe, to talk, to communicate. How his eyes droop and his heartrate soars into the 170s. It's hard to believe, in moments like this, that God hasn't forgotten all about him. It's such a hefty, overwhelming cross for someone so young, so tender, so mild to bear. But bear it he does, because he wasn't given a choice.

Please, please pray for Logan's health. Pray that he will improve faster than expected. But more importantly, that it will be permanent healing. That he'll be with us at home on Mother's Day next year. That all of our hearts will be allowed to heal.

Have a blessed weekend.


  1. Praying for all that you ask above and more!

  2. Sherry, my heart, thoughts, and prayers are with you and your family still. And I was so happy to see your name up on the Gather spotlight. You so deserved that! :)

  3. I will pray and cry and pray and cry with you Sherry.

  4. Prayers for you and for Logan.
    I read every night looking for updates and think and share about your families plight often asking others to pray with me for you. Bravo for the recognition of your fabulous writing skills!

  5. Praying with you. i cannot imagine what it must be like to watch your child fight this awful disease. He is a strong little boy. I pray that he is recovered soon and completely healed in Jesus' name! I also pray continued strength for you, your husband and the rest of your family.