The Six And a Half Year Flashback

So we are going to get some imaging of Chase’s head today, and I don’t want you to worry. Yes, he seized and yes, it’s scary, but that child has proven more strength and resilence in his 6.75 years than most 20-year-old bodies have…. and I think that says something, right?

It’s ok to hate this. It’s ok go be confused - why is this happening again? That’s why we need all these tests. That’s what I keep telling Chase when he asks over and over again if he has to go to another appointment. We have to know for his safety if anything could be causing this.

He could be completely fine.


Chase during his EEG. He will be having an MRI soon.

A healthy child with a pecular medical history. I’m ok with that. I’m actually thrilled with that idea. It leaves us all with a bazillion questions (and a weird look on my face), but THAT’S OK IF HE IS HEALTHY. 

And that’s all I think I can muster now. I’d link out NICU and follow-up blogs about Chase’s past for those who are new or don’t recall the details, but I’m drained. A search option is in the right sidebar. 

Thoughts and prayers as we continue on this journey for Chase are deeply appreciated. It’s going to be ok if we can all be as strong as he is.

No One Else 14 - To Write Love On Her Arms

More than 350 million people suffer from depression worldwide.

 Globally, there’s 1 suicide every 40 seconds.



A small blue heart adorns my left wrist. It’s permanent, and I’m thankful for that.

Every year, To Write Love On Her Arms, a non-profit organization aimed at raising awareness for depression and suicide, encourages youth from around the globe to reach out, connect, talk and leave a little “love” for that person to hold on to in the form of a small heart or the word “love” left scribbled across a wrist.

It’s more than a reminder - it’s a promise to keep fighting. Depression, many times, robs you of your common sense, your drive and passion, your will to live. No, a blue tattoo will never be able to save me or anyone else for that matter, but it’s a reminder that NO ONE can ever replace YOU. 

A reminder that you do not suffer alone.

This is a reminder that you are loved. 

An encouragement to just keep swimming.

I invite you to join us this year. 



9/08  Introducing: National Suicide Prevention Week
9/09  Connectedness and Community
9/10  World Suicide Prevention Day
9/11  Remembering Those We’ve Lost
9/12  The Stories We Share
9/13  There Is Still Some Time to Be Surprised
9/14  What Comes Next?