Gilchrist Pediatric Service of Remembrance

What a world wind weekend, lots of emotion, ups and downs. Friday night,  Becca went out with Kenzie, her cousin,  and then had dinner with Aunt Susan, Uncle Digit,  Josh and Devin (my sister and family). She enjoyed her time with them and celebrating her birthday along with Josh and Kenzie's. Brian and I stayed home and as best as we could prepared for the weekend ahead. 

Saturday morning, we headed to synagogue to celebrate Wyatt's (my cousin Jamie's son), bar mitzvah. He did a fabulous job. Lots of birthday wishes for Becca. Wyatt's mitzvah project was in honor of Ian. He raised money for Camp Simcha Special. One of Ian's favorite part about camp was opening day. The money will go towards making opening day extra special. Way to go Wyatt, we are so proud of you. 

Around 4pm, there was a knock at the door, a surprise for Becca....Bethany, her best friend. We worked it out that she would surprise Becca by coming over and sleep over. Bethany cane with balloons and presents in hand. Becca had no idea.

We have 5 people who celebrate birthday in the months of April and May; Nana, Josh, Becca, Me and Kenzie. One celebration for all was had on Saturday night. While sitting around having cake, lots of stories and picking on people happened...this added lots of laughs and memories. 

Sunday morning, we (Nana, Pop,  Aunt Susan, Uncle Digit, Kenzie, Josh along with the 3 of us) headed to the cemetery with balloons and a cupcake to celebrate Ian. A candle was put into the cupcake and Becca blew it out. One balloon was tied to his Spiderman flag while the other one was released up to the heavens. A few Ian stories were told with lots of tears. 

We finished the weekend off with Gilchrist Pediatric Service of Remembrance. This was a wonderful and meaningful way for us to end the weekend. Some music, readings and photos of the kids lost over the past 2 years. I leave you with 2 of the readings which hit home with Brian and I. 

My Many Colored Days by Dr. Suess

Some days are yellow.

Some ads blue. 

On different days I'm different too.

You'd be surprised how many ways 

I change on Different Colored Days. 

On Bright Red Days how good it feels

to be a horse and kick my heels!

On other days I'm other things. 

On Bright Blue Days I flap my wings.

Some days, of course, feel sort of Brown. 

Then I feel slow and low, low down. 

Then comes a Yellow Day and Wheeee

I am a busy, busy bee.

Gray Day...Everything is gray. I watch. But nothing moves

today.

Then all of a sudden I'm a circus seal! On my Orange Days 

that's how I feel.

Green days. Deep deep in the sea. Cool and quite fish. That's 

me.

On Purple Days I'm sad. I groan. I drag my tail. I walk alone.

But when my days are Happy Pink it's great to jump and just 

not think.

Then come my Black Days. MAD. And loud. I howl. I growl at 

every cloud.

Then comes a Mixed-Up Day. And WHAM! I don't know who 

or what I am!

But it all turns out all right, you see. And I go back to

being...me.

I Could if They Would by Mattie Stepanek

If they would find a cure when I'm a kid...

I could ride a bike and sail on rollerblades, and

I could go on really long nature hikes.

If they would find a cure when I'm a teenager...

I could earn my license and drive a car, and

I could dance every dance at my senior prom.

If they would find a cure when I'm a young adult...

I could travel around the world and teach peace, and 

I could marry and have children of my own.

If they would find a cure when I'm grown old...

I could visit exotic places and appreciate culture, and 

I could proudly share pictures of my grandchildren.

If they would find a cure when I'm alive...

I could live each day without pain and machines, and 

I could celebrate the biggest thank you of life ever.

If they would find a cure when I'm buried into Heaven...

I could still celebrate with my brothers and sister there, and 

I could still be happy knowing that I was part of the effort.