We are so excited to have Kaitlin joining the club and telling her story. My daughter, Emma, will be 2 on September 8th.
May… It is May 7th. Few are friends, but not My daughter katlin. I try to recognize that while losing my child to a rare pediatric brain tumor, other parents, other children, other adults, other families…fight all year long against SOMEthing.
This is my soapbox. This is what my family will budget time and money for. THIS is what is important to me. But I am honored and blessed and grateful if you join my family in supporting any part of it.
That is a lot of stuff to be aware of. For me; for my family, well, brain tumor awareness is the theme that takes precedence of course. But everyone could claim any one of those as most important to them. I come to You Nork for different reasons. This part of my heart requires healing that can only take place here…My theories on that concept are numerous, and likely boring so I will spare you the details.
But, I do need to be there sometimes, to heal. Admittedly though, I never come with the sole purpose of healing. My healing takes place built around other agendas and priorities. I sneak the healing in along the way. Those agendas vary from one trip to another; a gala, a meeting, an invitation to join a family council… Ah, the family council… It is as it sounds; a council made up of families.
Last year was the first year for the family council meeting. We have just completed the 2nd one. In the hallway outside this conference room, hugs and smiles and tears are exchanged.
There is a part of the connection that is immediate and undeniable. Inside the brightly lit conference room are tables, chairs, notepads, and a conglomeration of families. Has it been so long? Families briefly introduce themselves. Some are almost apologetic because their child is still alive.
Each family, every one, has a story.
Want to know what you would feel if you walked into this room? The heartache is palpable. The sorrow and grief of this collective group hangs in the air like water on the most humid of days. Here, in this room, sit family members who have heard the worst of scenarios, and survived the truest nightmare.
Here, we are no longer one of many, but instead, all the same. And, we are determined… Here, in the tears of a merciless air, we are unified in our determination to make a change. There is the smell of foods from different places and different tastes.
Here, in a quiet room on the 3rd floor of the prestigious Cornell Medical College. They are relatively unimpressed with the name on the front of the building. They care not for the bagels and hot dog and pizza smells that fill the street outside. HERE, sit the families of about 15 people who are very loved.
We spend the day discussing, talking, crying, laughing and asking difficult questions. Here, we wonder and guess; we summarize and listen. Here, we hope; we hope for those we still fight for, for those we have lost, and for those we know will come. Here, among the subway noise, and the taxis that lean on their horns, and the smells of the city, and the reputable names of universities and institutions… Here, along the walls to the quiet hallway that leads you to this scientific workshop… Here, are the pictures of fallen heroes of a different kind.
Here, are our loved ones- bigger than life, brighter than ever, capturing their personality. Here, a gray awareness ribbon metaphorically hangs in the air days a year. It is beautiful, and just like I had imagined it would be.Jul 16, · Details: Eighteen-year-old Kaitlyn Arquette was the daughter of acclaimed mystery writer Lois Duncan.
She graduated from high school on June 14, , and had been accepted to . My Daughter's Secret Life Katlin Palmerston () Are You Afraid of the Dark?
Megan () The Wonderful World of Disney Madison Born: Nov 30, Who Killed My Daughter? The most difficult book Lois Duncan ever had to write was non-fiction.
Who Killed My Daughter? is the true story of her search for the truth behind the brutal murder of the youngest of her five children. Although the name might not ring a bell due to the last name, Caitlin Atwater is Kathleen Peterson’s daughter.
At the beginning of the series she was close to her adoptive sisters Martha and. Dec 25, · This is my beautiful Daughter Katlin singing My Hands by Leona Lewis. Katlin Schmittler is on Facebook. Join Facebook to connect with Katlin Schmittler and others you may know.
About Katlin. I'm a daughter of the most high, a princess to the all mighty king, I am the daughter of Jesus Christ, who owns my heart completely. I love being in the outdoors and being amazed about how great of an artist God is!! I Occupation: Top Ranch Hand.