Why I do what I do

In addition to my full-time work, I’m involved in many endeavors that keep my calendar full, and writing this blog is just one of those.  It takes a larger portion of my time than any other “extra” activity, with no tangible return.  It sometimes seems like too much, but seeing people share these blogs, and the supportive comments I receive, help me to keep going.  What also helps are things like this.  It is a ten-year-old boy named Drake and he’s battling cancer for a second time.

An earlier blog described Trenton’s attitude during cancer, and my concern that chemo would wear on him, emotionally as well as physically.  The moment I addressed it with Trent, late at night in his hospital room, Trent was standing in the same position you see Drake.  The room was dimmer, Trent was wearing a hospital gown, but it was the same stance, bald and wincing in pain, leaning on a counter for support.

Trenton got through it and we have moved on, but Drake is still dealing with it…again.  He’s discussing his own death with his mother.  He’s scared.  He’s weak.  He’s exhausted.  He’s vomiting.  And he’s only ten.

Simply writing a blog probably won’t help Drake, but maybe it will help someone along the way.  I hope to add more resources as time goes by; I’ll find a spot in my calendar.  The effort feels like a lot, but it doesn’t seem like enough.  When I see what could have been, how close we have been and yet how quickly we return to our normal, it’s increased my thankfulness, as well as my sense of responsibility.  For me, it’s a necessity to give back by paying it forward.  Regardless of whether something similar has happened to you, I hope you too will pay it forward.

See the picture of Drake, imagine that it was once Trenton, and understand that it is why I do what I do.

Still Thankful

P.S.  And then there’s Ari.  He just learned he's getting a new heart.