Hello queer parenting friends,
We met Amy and Mishi in our queer prenatal class. Their little Stella was born a month before our DD. Stella is dying from an agressive brain tumour that is wrapped around her brain stem. It is inoperable and they have decided to spend these last months living life to the fullest with her.
I wanted to share their blog - http://www.stellabrunermethven.com/
Our support and love does wonders - even as strangers from a distance. If you have some time please read a bit about them and somehow surround them with your loving support and care.
If you know any folks of means - spread this on. I just hate to think of families in this situation who have to worry about things like taking time off work and paying for the expenses that come up. I'd love to think they can have counselling support, messages, food, and bills paid so they can just be.
And so are the boys!
This is such a sad story. I'm so sorry your friends and their daughter have to go through this. What a terribly unfair hand they've been dealt :(
I just read the whole blog. I'm so sorry for your friends and their daughter. I will follow their story and share it with others.
Beth- WOHM -Madly in love with my Wife- SAHMandSophia, born 11/2/10, at home! Expressing love, one ounce at a time!
Omom, are you guys close with Aimee and Mishi? I'm reading and following their story, holding my breath. There just aren't any words to describe how awful this must be. I'm sharing their story with friends and family and wondering if there is anything of value I can do for them that they don't already have - a painting of Stella? Something special with her name painted on? I haven't done children's portraiture before, but I'd be willing to give it a shot. If it doesn't turn out, nobody needs to know.
Mom and Mama to our Clever daughter (9.1.12), and cautiously expecting our rainbow baby after a miscarriage in February! We have a blog, too!
I have such a hard time reading this right now, being that my daughter is the same age as Stella, and my son is a newborn. But at the same time, I feel like I should bear witness, now that I know about Stella and her family. And so I read. And weep. And wish for some relief for Stella, some solace for her mothers, and a safe welcome for her little brother. I hope they get to meet. And hold hands. I hope that she can touch his face, and he can know his big sister before she goes.
Its hard to wrap the mind around something so sad.
I have a friend who has a child with a brain tumor and she amazes me. Her attitude is this, "Whatever happens tomorrow, however bad, I refuse to let it ruin TODAY".
I'm not sure I could be so strong but it seems we don't know really how much we can handle until we have to.