Amanda and the Hendersons

I have been keeping my distance from the blog lately..... the reason may not be a sound one.... but it is a reason nonetheless. It started with a nonchalant remark..... "Well, now that Parklen is home....I suspect you don't have much to be writing on the blog about   anymore." The words weren't meant to hurt, they were innocent enough... but they cut me deep. My life, our life.... even Parklen's life.... is bigger than Parklen and his BMT journey..... but maybe the rest isn't worth reading....... maybe the rest of my thoughts, feelings, experiences..... are to remain inside of me. I have spun this over in my head for a couple weeks now. and you know what? I realize that there are a lot of people who read this blog, a lot of friends, family and strangers that take the time to read the words what I write.... and I am so thankful for that, but this blog started with two readers..... my husband and one friend who encouraged me to sta

When I used to entertain the idea of a bone marrow transplant for Parklen there were a lot of scary thoughts that ran through my head...... Of course there were the obvious ones,     What if it doesn't work?     What if he gets worse? This is what met us as we checked into the apartment.....     What if he doesn't make it? There was also another question........    How could I possibly live away from home for so long? they have an amazing outdoor playground that is safe for kids like Parklen.... Add in a baby girl and this question was a whole lot harder to answer...... and then I heard about Brent's Place ...... I have come into contact with a lot of different organizations, charities, non profits....... None of them were just like Brent's . Brent's Place was founded by a couple, husband and wife..... two people...... who had a sick child. Their son Brent didn't survive after his bone marrow transplant..... but his legacy did.