I mentioned a month or so ago that Parker was doing a passion project for school. This has been a school year long endeavor. Each student picks a topic they are passionate about and comes up with a project centered around that topic. Parker decided to create care packages for kids who have a parent with cancer. She has read a different book each quarter written about kids coping with their parent’s cancer and death. There is a surprising shortage of books that are actually age appropriate for her. Most are for much younger or much older kids. Last quarter she tackled the fundraising and this nine weeks she is dealing with the packaging and distribution.
Her first batch is ready to go. They will be distributed by Dave’s oncologist at his large cancer center nearby. She raised enough funds for several more batches so we will be calling in the reinforcements to help box those up!
Love the school for having the kids stretch their thinking in this way. Love this kiddo for all of her hard work in making it happen.
It’s raining outside, and I am home doing some things around the house. Andrea Bocelli is singing in the background so I think the scene is pretty ripe for reflection and introspection.
On Saturday, Sam graduates from CNU. I believe that she has had a very successful four years – academically, socially, and through her volunteer work. I couldn’t be prouder. As I think about her next steps, I can’t help but think of where she has been.
Sam was due on April 17th but was born 15 days later. Even then it wasn’t her idea but rather the intervention of my medical team. We have always joked that even before day one she did things in her own time. She arrived with that independent spirit. Sam had her first diagnosed break at just short of ten months old, but it would take several more to diagnosis the OI and several decades to solidify the type (V).
Sam’s strong spirit has served her well so far. She has dealt with probably close to 30 broken bones at this point. She has persevered before, during, and after Dave’s death. She has also managed the regular trials and tribulations that come with just growing up. I don’t know anyone who could manage all that she has as well as she has.
Saturday marks a big milestone. The end of her undergraduate studies and the beginning of what is to come. Her next steps didn’t exactly shake out how she had imagined but not much in life does. She will start her new job Monday, and I am confident that she will continue to learn and grow as this job serves as the first step towards her future. I can’t wait to watch her story unfold.
To my smart, beautiful, funny, compassionate, hard-working first born child – I feel very lucky to be your mom and so fortunate to also be your friend.