Several months ago Grandy got a calling to make a difference in a family's life. She hitched up her pants and gathered a group together, and threw a fundraiser for a young boy who was battling yet another round of cancer.
This event was the most amazing experience ever. Our small community came out in droves, and we were able to raise A LOT of money in two very short weeks. We were connected with this family, and Grandy cried daily. It was humbling to see a renewed sense of caring in the hearts of others.
WHAT?!? People are GOOD?!? This totally goes against everything that Grandy knows about society.
Ok...perhaps we should recap. If there are any readers left, or any new ones out there with nothing better to do, you might need a cliff-notes version of this 4 year blog. Grandy is jaded. Grandy uses sarcasm to mask the fact that she cares too much, but knows that people aren't always capable of doing that.
This event...scratch that...THIS BOY changed things for Grandy. Here is this 9 year old boy, fighting his FOURTH (yes you read that right) FOURTH round of cancer, and he came to the event playing with light sabers. He approached his illness with such bravery.
Grandy reached out to her equally jaded professional community, and the money and support came flooding in. THIS would be why Grandy was crying. The event was AMAZING!!!! The community was AMAZING!! THIS FAMILY IS AMAZING!!!
Last week, our boy lost his battle, and passed. It has rocked me to my shoes!!
As I took lil man Grandy to the prayer service that night, we learned of his brave final moments. As Dad explained what was about to happen to him, he intitially did what would be expected. He asked, "What about my sister? My brother? My friends? My baseball team??" When Dad bravely explained the next step for him, our boy (and believe me this boy belongs to this community) replied, "Alright. Let's do this!!"
LET'S DO THIS!!!
Folks, this phrase will never have the same meaning for this girl again. Grandy has survived a lot in her life... Stroke. Broken Back. Multiple Surgeries. You name it, Grandy has overcome many freakish issues. My favorite quote has always been Neitzche, "That which does not kill me, makes me strong." It will be the quote that goes on my tombstone...of course with the tag line...OOPS!!
Despite all that Grandy has had to overcome, it still feels like not enough. This 9 year old touched many lives. Grandy has more to do.
Grandy's perspective is different now. Not sure what this means, actually. All I can tell you is we should face each day with my new motto...LET'S DO THIS!!!
Are YOU ready??
Miss you Max!!