I don’t know anyone that hasn’t been wounded, in some way, by cancer. For me personally, I hate to say I despise it, because I feel my anger offers it power. I do consider it a form of evil for taking so much away from so many people. It took my dad, just as it may have taken your mom, brother, child, or friend. It is my belief that oncologists, researchers, caregivers, and nurses that all care for cancer patients develop a form of undiluted courage. I believe this because I’ve seen it and have felt it.
Next week, PBS will be airing a six-hour documentary “Cancer: The Emperor Of All Maladies.” I plan to watch it and hope to learn from the stories. Ken Burns (yes, the creator of the Ken Burns effect), who at a young age lost his mother to cancer, serves as the executive producer. Premiering on PBS next week, (check local listings), the series of stories look incredibly powerful.
One particular story sits very close to my heart. It hits the epicenter of every mom to learn about Ty Louis Campbell, a little boy with an electric smile. I attended high school and played soccer with Ty’s mom, Cindy Campbell. She has written and shared Ty’s life through her blog, Super Ty, and reading it is a giant slap upside-the-head reminder of the gift of having healthy children. You can learn about Ty and follow this documentary on Twitter at @CancerFilm. Watch Cindy Campbell discuss the meaning of muddy puddles at http://cancerfilms.org/blog/muddy-puddles-of-joy/. I share this because it provides perspective. It serves as a great reminder of the gifts we sometimes take for granted. Now I’m off to pick up my son from school in the pouring rain and you can bet I’ll be sure to appreciate those muddy puddles.
Other posts I have written related to Ty Louis Campbell:
Not An Ordinary Wednesday
Originally posted on Wednesday, 10/17/12
Today was not an ordinary Wednesday. Today, a little 5-year-old boy, passed away after a war with cancer. Ty Louis Campbell, 10.04.2007 – 10.17.2012. There is something so wrong, so against nature in looking at that date range, that as a mother, it offends me. How could a horrific disease like cancer go after something so pure?
Pediatric cancer research is minimal and childhood cancer is not a topic that can be easily discussed. Too sad, too depressing, and easier to look away. Yet, Ty’s mom, brought herself in front of a computer, and day in and day out poured her heart and soul into her words so that her son’s story could be told. The uncomfortable silence surrounding the suffering that he and other children fighting cancer go through, could be lifted and people could peek in to a world they otherwise would never know or want to know anything about.
I am grateful to Cindy Campbell, Ty’s mom, for her willingness to open up their battle and share it with anyone that would listen. She has reminded so many fellow mom’s (like myself), that time is so precious. That maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to give 5 more minutes at bedtime, an extra book, a longer hug, a bigger splash in the tub even if it dampens the floor.
I hope comfort is found for the Campbell family in knowing their little boy has no more pain, no more tests, and no more sickness. Ty, I think the last step to becoming a super hero is learning to fly. I hope you are soaring.
https://lindascruggs.com/lots-to-catch-up-on-but-not-right-now.htmlTo learn more about the Muddy Puddles Project, please visit: http://muddypuddlesproject.org/