Merry-Go-Round

Air raid from every angle, battlefield on all sides It seems attacks are on, everything that my heart finds. A heart once full of sunshine, rainbows and innocence Now holds together with duck tape, glue and a sad stitch. My heart still beats with little cracks, pieces chipped and shattered This merry-go-round of insanity, it just…

In the News

This week has been trying in the news and has impacted me more then I can really explain. How can I feel such emotions for people I have never met? The news of Johnathan Pitre left me in sobbing tears as I pictured his mother by his hospital bed everyday and the familiarity just hit…

Time

Growing up I felt like I had all the time in the world. I was carefree and invincible. I believed in infinite possibilities. My friends and I would make up dances on the beach, we would climb tress and make forts. We jumped out of barns onto piles of hay or snow boarded down the…

Wishes Work Wonders

Last year as Aiden and I hung out at SickKids Hospital in Toronto one thing that kept us occupied was dreaming of wishes. I had been contacted from Make-A-Wish and Children’s Wish just before Aiden started his Chemotherapy. I remember asking what qualified Aiden to have a wish, the answer being Brain Tumours and Leukaemia…

Many Faces

Rows of faces, mothers, fathers, babies, children, teens. Walking through the halls, Going here and going there. In the waiting rooms, Sitting on plastic covered chairs. Doctors, patients, families, visitors. To appointments and scans and clinics and more. Adverted eyes, unspoken words, understanding smiles. This place. This place full of the best help but feelings…

Scanxiety

The phone rings, it is the MRI department at Sick Kids in Toronto. “Hello, is this the parent of Aiden Fotherby-Verk”, Yes I reply, “This is appointment reminder for December 15th at 1pm, no food or drink after midnight, clear fluids or apple juice  until 10 am that day. Thank You” I hang up the…

Closing a Chapter

"How did your weekend go?" the ultimate question…. moving out of the Ronald McDonald House Toronto after 5 month was very emotional. I said goodbye to another mother, who is on her second time being here and also on her 5 month mark. She is there with her husband, two healthy boys and sick daughter…