July 03, 2009
The Letter
I have thought about you daily since the day I met you, on Father's Day. The fact that we met elbow to elbow and shared some tacos is incredible, as is God in His divine intervention to connect all of us. I hope those 'super cells' are doing their magic for you and what a miracle, I met you on the eve of your transfusions.. The story your son wrote in recognition of your husband is remarkable. From the time I read the very first sentence, I balled my eyes out, and I wasn't even hormonal....Yesterday, I shared the entry with not only my best friends but also, with a stranger sitting next to me on the plane. We were landing and I had this sudden urge to share it. He is a son and a father and his tears were forthcoming as he read silently the Bodell letter taken from, "Chicken Soup For The Soul- Cancer Version." I have read "Chicken Soup For The Soul" for many, many years for all four of my boys starting from second grade through fifth grade in their classrooms, many of which I've memorized, and the stories are incredible. I have had classrooms of students submit their own stories, each with endearing messages. As my family faces the inevitable outcome of cancer to my 19 year old son, I will reflect greatly on the significance of ‘The Letter' written by your son, who obviously has learned that saying more is better and timeliness is imperative. May God Bless you and your family, please pass this on to your "PEEPS"....xoxo,Kim
posted by Kim at 7:56am
June 30, 2009
Upcoming Independence day
Chase already got a jump start....Let me back track first by stating that Corey's post graduation celebration at the house with family and friends was very special and our appreciation to all that attended and gave Corey gifts. Th...
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June 10, 2009
A Graduation to remember
I've had a realization that many mid-life crisis parents do, and that is life is too short and our kids grow up way too fast. How cliché that sounds but also, so very true. I find myself dreaming lately of the younger years, with ...
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For: kim
Re: Angels
I had met you last night at the Angels game.You had told us about your son and how Speier would visit your him. You told us he would be pitching the 5th inning and how excited we were to cheer him on. He didnt pitch 5th inning and you guys had left. 7th inning came around, and they put him in! Before you had left you told us that he was going to strike them out 1 2 3! Speier struck them out... 1 2 3! After that inning, they took him out. I knew that what happened last night was for your son.
For: Kim
Re: Red Hat Society "Glamorous Girls"
Kim~ Congratulations on all your special milestones and most important being together as a family while celebrating these cherished moments together. We think about you all often, sending loving prayers your way. I have a jewelry ideal for you being the red hatters that matters. Something special for you is coming soon! If you're ever at the O.C. Swap Meet, come say hi... Take Care Rose
For: kim
Re: checking in
Tonight, coming back from Doheny for a BBQ...the moon was rising over the ocean, then the shore line--and as our car journeyed home--we drove by Chapparosa Park--on the Niguel street end. That part of the trip reminded me of the walk a thon so many of us did for Chase. The moon cast its glow, a gentle reminder to check in. Your mother's day sounded precious. Thanks for letting us know--

SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
Do you run through each day On the fly?
When you ask How are you? Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores Running through your head?
You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
Ever told your child, We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time To call and say,'Hi'
You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift.... Thrown away.
Life is not a race. Do take it slower
Hear the music Before the song is over.
You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
The writer, this young girl has 6 months left to live,
and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to
live their life to the fullest, since she never will.
She'll never make it to prom, graduate from high school,
or get married and have a family of her own.
PLEASE PASS ON AS A LAST REQUEST.
Dr. Dennis Shields, Professor
Department of Developmental and Molecular Biology
1300 Morris Park Avenue, Bronx , New York
