"Going through my closet the other day
Found an old yearbook, flipped right to the page
Of that senior trip down there on that Panama strip
We all started yelling when we smelled the beach
Just couldn't wait to try our fake I.D.s
We only had a few days, and a whole lot of memories to make
Oh man we were livin, didn't waste one minute
We talked and drank and danced and said goodbye
We laughed until we cried"
-Laughed Until We Cried, Jason Aldean
I downloaded this song the other day, and realized the lyrics mirrored my high school days. With a handful of amazing exceptions, all of my close friends are from high school. We hit Panama City Beach and Fort Walton Beach together. We were tight. Most went on to school at Auburn University, some went to the ACC at Clemson and Virginia, and as far away as Arizona. But we always stuck together and to this day would do anything for each other.
These guys have proven that true for 25 years, and most recently at Christmas. This is the second year in a row that most of this group have pooled together financial resources to help us take care of Brett.
Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for helping me fight past how humbling it is to admit to being slammed beyond my capabilities to handle all of Brett's bills. I can't begin to explain how your generosity keeps us in good spirits.
Thank you to (no particular order so don't get your panties in a bunch) Chris, Scott, Frank, Doug, Eric, Sal, and Trip. And to previous assistance from Rob, Bill, and "the real" David C. Also I want to thank Monica and Melaine for their help this year. And a big "Go Eagles" to my college buddies David and Amy Berry and Bud and Amy Henley. And thank your wives and husbands for me - they are a part of your decision to assist us and I appreciate it.
While this post is specifically to those friends who have helped financially, I also just want to say thanks to everyone who cares about our little boy and the struggle he has endured and will endure for his entire life. I wouldn't wish this on anyone - but I am so blessed to be his Daddy.
David
Found an old yearbook, flipped right to the page
Of that senior trip down there on that Panama strip
We all started yelling when we smelled the beach
Just couldn't wait to try our fake I.D.s
We only had a few days, and a whole lot of memories to make
Oh man we were livin, didn't waste one minute
We talked and drank and danced and said goodbye
We laughed until we cried"
-Laughed Until We Cried, Jason Aldean
I downloaded this song the other day, and realized the lyrics mirrored my high school days. With a handful of amazing exceptions, all of my close friends are from high school. We hit Panama City Beach and Fort Walton Beach together. We were tight. Most went on to school at Auburn University, some went to the ACC at Clemson and Virginia, and as far away as Arizona. But we always stuck together and to this day would do anything for each other.
These guys have proven that true for 25 years, and most recently at Christmas. This is the second year in a row that most of this group have pooled together financial resources to help us take care of Brett.
Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for helping me fight past how humbling it is to admit to being slammed beyond my capabilities to handle all of Brett's bills. I can't begin to explain how your generosity keeps us in good spirits.
Thank you to (no particular order so don't get your panties in a bunch) Chris, Scott, Frank, Doug, Eric, Sal, and Trip. And to previous assistance from Rob, Bill, and "the real" David C. Also I want to thank Monica and Melaine for their help this year. And a big "Go Eagles" to my college buddies David and Amy Berry and Bud and Amy Henley. And thank your wives and husbands for me - they are a part of your decision to assist us and I appreciate it.
While this post is specifically to those friends who have helped financially, I also just want to say thanks to everyone who cares about our little boy and the struggle he has endured and will endure for his entire life. I wouldn't wish this on anyone - but I am so blessed to be his Daddy.
David
1 comment:
As long as Brett is challenged by mito, you & Lisa will have friends and family who are willing to stand beside you in your struggles - both emotionally & financially - to care for him. I sincerely hope that you are receiving the NECESSARY support from all who love you that will help you deal with the unexpectedly high costs of his care, as I know through my experience in the senior care industry the limitations of state benefit programs.
Brett's Annual Stocking Fund, purchases of incontinence supplies, & occasional hot dinners are just the beginning, guys! I hope that we can deliver more in the form of assistance for the three of you throughout this year! This will allow you to focus YOUR time & energy on direct care for Brett, who needs you day-in & day-out, 24/7.
David, I am glad you have realized (however humbling it is) that all giving is not charity; that friendship trumps hardship; and, that you & Lisa are not alone in tending to Brett's needs.
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