Cancer is a whore. My friend, Robyn, told me so.
Ronan. I am tired. Living this life without you is exhausting. I hardly remember the days when I used to think you wore me out due to your never-ending energy. I used to think taking care of you was a lot of work. Well, let me assure you, taking care of a dead child…anger, arizona, Austin, bereaved parents, blog, boys, Cancer, Cancer is a whore, Cancer is an asshole AND a whore!, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, doctors, Energy, F U Cancer, facebook, faith, Family, Health, honesty, i love you, I miss you, I’m sorry, Instagram is my newest obsession, life, little seal, love, maya thompson, Mount St. Helens, Mr. Sparky Eyes, Music, New friends, new york city, Pacific Northwest, Papa and Nana, Papa Jim, Parenting, peace, Phoenix, phoenix children’s hospital, Preschool picture, Rockstar Ronan, ronan baby, ronan thompson, Ronie Ronie Macaroni, soul mates, Star Wars, Texas, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, true love, twins, Twitter, washington girl at heart, Washington State, woody thompson, Wordpress
Dear Asshat Fuckwad Idiot…
Dear Asshat Fuckwad who told me that they came back here, to read this blog, hoping that I had found peace. Who told me to go read, “Heaven is for Real.” Who told me to listen to the radio station, KLOVE to find comfort. FUCK OFF. Are you even fucking serious? Because if you are,…angels, anger, arizona, Asshat, best friends, bullshit, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, doctors, Family, friendship, FUCK, honesty, Kim Kardashian, KLOVE, Neuroblastoma, new york city, peace, phoenix children’s hospital, Ronan, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, twins, Woody
Pain is my Peace
Ro baby. Hi my spicy boy. It’s time for my love letter to you tonight. I’ve missed a couple of days of writing. I always hate when I don’t get to write to you. I’m learning that this writing thing is like a beautiful, tragic, love story. One that I don’t know if I’ll ever…Ambien, angels, Big Daddy Woo, Chemotherapy, Childhood Disease, dreams, exercise, Hiking, I love you to the moon and back, katy perry, life, love, Love Letters, Music, Neuroblastoma, pain, peace, Phoenix Adventure Boot Camp, raw, Ristoral, Ro baby, Rockstar Ronan, school, sleep, Spicy boy, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, therapy, truth, twins, Wine tasting descriptors, Wooddawg, woody thompson, Zolpidem
Sparkly stars in the sky and all the one’s right before my very eyes
These are the kind of friends I have. The kind who come over to your house in the morning, bring you coffee, insist that you give them your car keys so they can go wash and put gas in your car. Not to mention pick up your prescriptions, some pictures you had developed, all while…anxiety, Chemotherapy, Dr. Shultze, eddie vedder, Fernanda Borletti, laughter, Luckiest girl ever, magic medicine, maya thompson, medication, Mr. Sparkly Eyes, neil young, Neuroblastoma, New York, New York Miss Macy, Parenting, pch, peace, phoenix children’s hospital, reality, Rockstar Ronan, running, sadness, sloan kettering, Starbucks, strength, tears, the good doctor, Tom Petty, true friends, true love, truth, woody thompson
Deep breaths and an amazing friends have gotten me through this past 24 hours. We were admitted into the ER last night around 9:00 due to Ronan’s low grade fever. I didn’t have to wait in the waiting room of the ER; THANK GOD. It was beyond packed even at 9:00 at night. The doctor…“A”, angels, anger, arcadia, arizona, AZ, baby seal, best friends, Camelback Women’s Health, Cancer, Charisma Carpenter, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, Death Star, doctors, Dr. Eshun, Dr. La Quaglia, Dr. Maze, Dr. Schwartz, Dr. Wood, emergency room, happiness, Health, kids, Los Angeles, love, maya thompson, Mexico, mom’s, Music, Neuroblastoma, new york city, nurses, oncology, Oreo, Parenting, peace, Phoenix, Rockstar Ronan, ronan baby, RSV, sadness, sloan kettering, snow patrol, sociopaths, Star Wars, Starbucks, the devil wears prada, true love, United States, Zombieland
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