Testimonys
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Stop Writing the Ending
August 5, 2025 Today was a big day. Kinley and I showed up at the hospital at 7:15 that morning and immediately started making the rounds. Clinic. Bloodwork. Re-access her port. Ultrasound. CT scan. Cardiology. EKG. Another ultrasound around her heart. By the time we finished all of that, Kinley was finally released to eat.…
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A Night We Didn’t Expect
There are some nights you plan. There are others that seem to get handed to you. September 13, 2025 was one of those. We got a call from Megan’s sister, Brittney. She said she had a surprise for Kinley if she was up for it. She asked if we were planning to go to the…
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Rejoice Anyway
One of Kinley’s requests when we finally got a few days at home was to have a The rules were simple. Come over. Have fun. And you had to wear a wig. As her dad, I had already assumed wigs were probably going to become part of this season. Her hair was gone, and in…
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A Few Days Later
A few days after finally coming home, Megan woke around four in the morning to Kinley calling for help. A very generous friend had let us borrow a bed that could incline, almost like a hospital bed, because Kinley could not lie flat on her back. Even with that setup, she usually chose the couch,…
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Joy in the Beeping
June 22–28, 2025 For weeks, we had prayed for the same thing. We wanted to take Kinley home. Home had begun to feel almost mythical. Our own beds. Our own couch. Our own rooms. A place where people were not constantly walking in and out. Hospital life had its own rhythm. Someone came in to…
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Two Nerf Guns and a Miracle
June 16–20, 2025 On Monday, the doctors decided to take a little more time before starting Kinley’s next round of chemotherapy. They wanted to get her fluids up and make sure her body was strong enough to handle what came next. Dr. Bains, one of the resident doctors, stopped by to check on her. He…
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Oh, The Places You Will Go
May 22 was exhausting, but somehow mostly uneventful. That sounds strange to say when your child is in the hospital getting a blood transfusion, but hospital life changes the meaning of words. Uneventful does not mean easy. It just means nothing new exploded. And at that point, we were thankful for nothing new exploding. They…
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Less Yellow
Scan days carry a weight no parent should have to explain. But this time, after two rounds of ONITT, the image looked different. There was still cancer, but there was less of it. Less yellow. Less fear for that moment. More gratitude. More breath. More proof that God was still meeting us one step at…
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Peace That Surpasses All Understanding
I used to think peace would come once everything made sense. Once the plan was clear. Once the miracle looked the way I wanted it to look. But I am learning that God’s peace can meet us before the answer comes. It can hold us in the unknown. It can steady us when we finally…
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More Waiting, More Fear, More Grace
I was angry with Him. Angry with the world. Angry that this was happening to my little girl. Angry that I had to leave one child at school while the other was lying in a hospital bed. Angry that I had a list of things to pack when all I really wanted was for none…