I found out a couple of weeks ago that I have been asked to join the Space Coast Cancer Foundation Board of Directors. This is a long prayed for and deeply desired position for me. Since the day I became aware of the Foundation and the good work that they do, I have wanted to serve the Foundation, in some capacity.
The Space Coast Cancer Foundation helps local cancer patients with their needs and transportation. It also helps to underwrite some of the expenses for Chemotherapy. Bottom line, I know for a fact that this foundation makes a huge difference for cancer patients each and everyday! They helped me!!
This past weekend John & I went to Space Coast Cancer Center’s Day at the Ballpark: What a great celebration, we had fun, just like last year!!
God is GOOD…….all the time!!!
Last night I went to ACS‘s Cattle Baron’s Ball where we raised money for cancer research and Kid’s Cancer Programs – R.O.C.K Camp. R.O.C.K Camp is a program that helps kids with cancer take a break from their disease. To forget they are a cancer patient and just be kids again. There they get to have unadulterated FUN! There are no needles, no treatments, no lists of DON’TS but instead and endless array of DO’s.
This is a week-long camp where kids with cancer stay overnight and are away from home. They swim, do archery, eat some JUNK, climb rock walls and meet other kids, just like them! They spend time with others who are also battling cancer and have cancer regimes that are extremely daunting.
Read more here: http://www.cancer.org/MyACS/Florida/AreaHighlights/rockcamp and donate to send a kid to R.O.C.K. Camp. It only takes $150 to send a kid to camp for a week! What have you spent $150 on lately? That is one nice night out to dinner, you could send a kid with cancer to camp instead. Easy choice, if you ask me.
Someone sent me this story this morning, it touched me. It really does not take a huge effort to make as HUGE DIFFERENCE to someone who is ill. Speaking from experience, it was the small gestures of strangers that remain very profound. Read the story below and make a difference today!! Contact me or ACS to donate to R.O.C.K camp for a child with cancer.
A touching and true story……………..
a 26-year-old mother stared down at her 6
year old son, who was Dying of terminal leukemia.Although her heart was filled with sadness, she also had a strong feeling of determination. Like any
parent, she wanted her son to grow up and fulfill all his dreams. Now that was no longer possible.The leukemia would see to that. But she still wanted her son’s dream to come true.She took her son’s hand and asked,’Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted to be once you grew up? Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?
‘Mommy, ‘I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up.
‘Mom smiled back and said, ‘Let’s see if we can make your wish come true.’
Later that day she went to the local fire Department in Phoenix, Arizona , where she Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix. She explained her son’s final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her 6 year-old son a ride around the block on a fire engine. Fireman Bob said, ‘Look, we can do better than that. If you’ll have your son ready at seven o’clock Wednesday morning, we’ll make him an honorary. Fireman for the whole day. He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards! And if you’ll give us his sizes, we’ll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat -not a toy one with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots.”They’re all manufactured right here in Phoenix , so we can get them fast!
Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy,dressed him in
his uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting
hook and ladder truck. Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to the fire station. He was in heaven. There were three fire calls in Phoenix that
day and Billy got to go out on all three calls.He rode in the different fire engines,
the Paramedic’s’ van, and even the fire chief’s car. He was also videotaped for
the local news program.Having his dream come true, with all the love and attention
that was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy, that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.One night all of his vital signs began to drop
dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in
the hospice concept – that no one should die alone,
began to call the family members to the hospital.Then she remembered the day
Billy had spent as a Fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and
asked if it would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be
with Billy as he made his transition..The chief replied, ‘We can do better than that. We’ll be
there in five minutes. Will you please do me a favor?When you hear the sirens screaming
and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that there is not a fire? ‘It’s the department coming to see one of its finest members one more time. And
will you open the window to his room? About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder up to
Billy’s third floor open window fire-fighters climbed up the
ladder into Billy’s room! With his mother’s permission,
they hugged him and held him and told him how much they LOVED him. With his dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said,
‘Chief, am I really a fireman now?
”Billy, you are, and The Head Chief, Jesus, is holding your hand,’ the chief said.
With those words, Billy smiled and said,
‘I know, He’s been holding my hand all day, and
the angels have been singing.’
He closed his eyes one last time and went to see the supreme “CHIEF”………..Jesus!
Some recent interest in this post has me thinking I should repost so………
You have heard it said that into every life a little rain must fall……….so true!! For some of us at some time, it is a torrential downpour. Bottom line, no one leaves this life unscathed. If you are drawing breath, adversity will meet you somewhere along life’s path.
When faced with adversity, what do we do? Well, initially, we all do the same thing……..we grieve. We grieve the loss of peace of mind, our footing, the world we knew before “the event”. It is natural to do this. No one really immediately rebounds. It is just like in Monopoly…do not pass go, do not collect $200. You must pass through the grief to get to the right/ better place. Let’s just face facts, the grief place SUCKS!! It feels bad, it LOOKS bad and most of us would just rather skip right to the, I’m OK place. And some folks do just…
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