Say Cheese! Or F U Cancer!
Life’s not about waiting for the storm to pass…It’s about learning to dance in the rain while jumping in some mother fucking mud puddles.
Ronan. About 3 weeks ago, Dr. JoRo said to me, “Hey, do you want to hike Mt. Wilson with me, on April 26th?” I didn’t even look at my calendar. I just gave her an, “Absolutely.” I didn’t even know what Mt. Wilson was, except for it was in Sedona and I knew it would…angels, anger, arizona, AZ, best friends, bullshit, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, Dr. JoRo, Ecopsychology, Family, Hiking, MISS Foundation, Mountain, Mt. Wilson, Neuroblastoma, phoenix children’s hospital, rain, reality, Rockstar Ronan, Ronan, sadness, Sedona Arizona, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, You have to be strong and brave
A promise and a baby lizard.
Ro baby. Hi. Hola. I cannot believe you are not here. I cannot believe you are really gone. I hate this so much. I’ve had a lot going on. I’ve done my hiking everyday or every night just like I said I would. I’m proud that I’ve stuck with it and have not missed…
Ronan. It’s almost tomorrow. Tomorrow. I don’t remember very many dates well anymore. I remember tomorrow. I don’t go back and read this blog. But I can only imagine what I had written on this day. I remember everything about tomorrow, last year. It was your scan day. We were anxiously awaiting to see how…
If kids can fight cancer, I think I can run a full marathon, without training for it.
Ronan. Headache. Can’t sleep. Usual insomnia. Liam is still not feeling well. He has some nasty little bug that is going around his school. He stayed with your Mimi and Papa today and is staying with them tonight. He’s contagious and I feel like can sometimes use the break from Quinny. I had some things…angels, anger, arizona, AZ, bereaved parents, best friends, bullshit, Cancer, Cancer fighting Ninjas, Cancer is an Asshole, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, doctors, Dr. R, honesty, Inferno Hiking, Liam, life, maya thompson, Maya’s Marathon of Madness, Neuroblastoma, Nike, phoenix children’s hospital, Quinn, raw, reality, Rita Rocks, Rockstar Ronan, Roligion, Ronan, San Diego, San Diego Rock and Roll Marathon, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, true love
Rita… meet my friend, Mandy Bee. #awkward
Ronan. This is what my nights are like. Fall into a light sleep. Into a place where you are in between being awake and asleep, floating in and out of dreams/reality. But the entire time you are kind of sleeping, you have a bad feeling in the pit of your stomach. Like something is…anger, arizona, AZ, bereavement, best friends, bullshit, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Conditions and Diseases, ER, Grief brain, Inferno Hiking, Liam, maya thompson, phoenix children’s hospital, reality, Rita, Rockstar Ronan, Ronan, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, Trader Joe’s, woody thompson
Your song for the night, Ro. And Mandy Bee. Love you both.
A tutu, mustache wearing, dance party, hike with a little badass Bee
Ronan. I cooked the eggies this morning. And the sausage. And bacon. Fruit. I had croissants that Rita gave me last night, but I forgot to take them out of your daddy’s car. They were the kind that are frozen and you leave them out over night, to rise. Your daddy called me this afternoon.…Neuroblastoma, Cancer, Childhood Disease, Phoenix, AZ, childhood cancer, honesty, Conditions and Diseases, Chemotherapy, anger, true love, best friends, Recreation, strength, arizona, angels, bullshit, maya thompson, i love you, I hate cancer, iPhone, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, Ronan, Ro baby, Hiking, mandy bee, Rita, Mountain, Outdoors
A song for you tonight, Ro. But dedicated to Rita. Because cancer is an asshole. But she is not.
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