The Saddest Hour
Ronan. The night is finally creeping in. Another day done without you here. The days still drag on and on without you, no matter how busy I keep myself. We all woke up this morning and I walked into town. Your brother, Liam, has swimmers ear so I had to pick up his prescription. When…beaches, brothers, bullshit, Call of Duty: Black Ops, Cancer, Chemotherapy, Conditions and Diseases, Coronado, Daddy Woo, Date night, Dolphins, fuck you cancer, Grief, honesty, Liam, maya thompson, Neuroblastoma, Papa, phoenix children’s hospital, reality, running, Saddest Hour, sadness, Star Wars, swimmer’s ear, swimming, tears, The Coronado Shores, The Hotel Del Coronado, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, true love, woody thompson
Happy freaking birthday, Daddy Woo
Ronan. Tomorrow is your daddy’s birthday. Fuck. May is so busy, full of so many things to celebrate, except for not really anymore. I mean, really, did you have to leave us in May? Before your birthday, your daddy’s, and Liam and Quinn’s is coming up too. I’m going to try to be extra happy…angels, anger, arizona, AZ, best friends, Birthday, bullshit, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, Daddy Woo, dreams, Family, FUCK, grocery store, growing up, Happy Birthday, Hiding, honesty, Liam, love, maya thompson, Mr. Sparkly Eyes, Neuroblastoma, pain, phoenix children’s hospital, Rockstar Ronan, Sharpie, Shawshank Redemption, summer break, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, twins, woody thompson
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