Friday, July 24, 2009

July 24th

Another superstitious anniversary of sorts for me. Used to be one of joy. Now of sorrow.

July 24, 1998That was the day I got my positive home pregnancy test. I still have it. 32 weeks later, Cameron came into the world an instantly became the light of my life.

July 24, 2008A routine check-up revealed 3% blast cells. Cameron relapsed. Again. The start of an incredible nightmare.

July 24, 2009
I can't believe it has been a year. Feels like yesterday. Thank you for your continued support & prayers.

Cameron during the 2007 Founder's Day parade:

The same shirt in the quilt:
Cameron & my mom October 1999.

Me & my mom March 1995:

1 comment:

  1. Lori, this post is so powerful. I still just can't get over that a child can go away like that, a handsome living boy on a motorcyle-looking thingy at the parade! Everytime I come over here, my stomach does a little flip-flop of despair. And yet, Cameron really comes to life on these pages. That's inspiring to see. Big hugs to you on these important milestone days.