We grew up in the small town of Kelso in the Pacific Northwest. Like with any small town, you can’t wait to “escape” it when you grow up and explore other places. What I don’t think any of us ever realized was how growing up in that small town…our hometown, planted a seed of love and loyalty that none of us knew existed until this moment…a moment when one of our own is in need.
What are the chances that the three of us would end up in the same city? What are the chances we would reconnect on Facebook of all places and pick up where we left off 15 years ago, like barely any time had passed? We’re pretty sure the Big Man had this in his plan all along, and we’re thankful that we could be here supporting The Thompson Family, and representing Hilanders far and wide (sorry…the Blue & Gold of Kelso runs deep!)
Last night was special for us. Ronan was showing off his battle scar on his head, munching on snacks, laughing, smiling, and loving on his parents. We saw Maya with renewed inspiration and a strengthened soul. We saw Woody with so much confidence and love as he snuggled with Ronan in his bed. We also saw humor, and we laughed a lot, and it felt really good. We know this is a tough situation, but to get Maya to laugh and laugh hard was our best work yet!
After we left, we spent a lot of time talking on the roof of the hospital parking garage in the balmy summer air. We were kinda hesitant to leave. We knew with Ronan’s upcoming treatments that visits will dwindle so he can heal, and we weren’t ready to leave our friend quite yet…so we stood out there, looking towards the hospital and sending our good thoughts, love, and prayers their way.
We love you, Thompson Family, and you have all of Kelso & Longview fighting for you!
xo – Olivia & Jennifer
“To be with us, you have to be good. To stay with us, you have to be strong. To beat us, you have to be kidding. We Are Kelso.”