See this sweet angel face? That's Brinley. Sweet Brin Brin.
She is about 6 months older than Sissy and they used to be in nursery at church together. Then the end of the year came and Brinley moved up to big girl Primary, and Sissy is still hanging with the little ones.
Brinley, as you can see, is a beautiful brown eyed, dark haired, sweet and patient little girl.
She also has Acute Lymphyblastic Leukemia.
That's cancer if you didn't realize.
From her Mom's blog:
"Yes, Brinley is in remission. They got her in remission within the first month, which is what they hope to achieve. I was warned to be very careful with throwing around the word "remission" because it gives the false notion that treatment is over and all is hunky-dory. So while I will say my daughter "has" leukemia, I say that because she is still in treatment for it, however, there is no evidence of cancer in her marrow right now. What they have found is that if they don't continue to treat the cancer as if it was still there it will come back, guaranteed. Brinley's particular diagnosis, Acute Lymphyblastic Leukemia, has a 2 1/2 year treatment for girls, standard risk, and a 3 1/2 year treatment for boys. So she will be in treatment during the entire treatment protocol, regardless of remission. So yes, she is in remission, and no, life is not back to normal for her."
I wish I could say her family is new in our neighborhood so I just haven't had the chance to get to know them better. That would be a lie. Instead, I have been wrapped up in my own pathetic little life, and while I have admired their family from afar and knew names, I have not had the blessing of getting to know them very well. That will change.
I stumbled on Brinley's blog through Facebook and sat entranced reading for over an hour. I bawled. The UGLY GIRL cry. The one where you have snot bubbles and stuff. Here they have been dealing with all this, and I'm worried about whether or not I have enough diet coke in the house. Sure I noticed when Brinley's hair fell out. I noticed when they missed church. I noticed her sad eyes when she was there. But I think I let the word cancer scare me. It's one thing to go through it with an adult. I've done that (not me, a bestie). But a sweet, tiny girl? I think rather than be brave and face it with them, I took the coward's way by saying and doing nothing. SHAME ON ME!
I'm out to rectify it. I've already warned Kristin that I want to be friends. And if I want to be friends, LOOK OUT MAMA - THE TRAIN IS COMING!
But, really the purpose of this post?
1. Raise awareness. You all know my love for Ethan and our efforts to find a cure, adding Brinley to my list of children that I would really like to see cured was easy.
2. In hopes that you might stop by her blog Sweet Brin Brin , read her story, get inspired and perhaps make a donation, leave a kind or encouraging word and then be motivated to do something good for someone else.
She'll be on my side bar, over there------------> too. Just as a reminder that she is in my thoughts and prayers every.single.day.
And to Brin and the entire T family? Love your freakin guts! I hope one day, I will be as brave and strong as you all are.