Go Trey. Go Steven.

They have a saying at St. Jude-- you come here with one sick child and you return home with thirty-five.

The saying is true. It is impossible not to become attached to the many courageous and special children we've met along the way.

Trey is one of Steven's buddies during the time of his treatment. Trey is in fourth grade now and he has sickle cell anemia.

It was a such a joy to run into him at Grizzlies House when we checked in this evening. The last time we saw him, he was hospitalized, having a difficult time recovering from a bone marrow transplant.

Watching him and Steven play hockey foosball was a gift. It was what I prayed and cried about every single night when we were living here, that all those kids, all those babies would get well and go home.

And play baseball and air hockey and not have to worry about cancer stealing them away from their families and robbing them of the opportunity to grow up and lead productive lives.

Go, Trey. Go, Steven.

Please, Lord...

- Kathleen

Brain MRI is tomorrow 3:45 pm

Music was composed by a friend of mine named Carty Fox, a musician, artist, writer and a brain tumor patient. He made an album of music inspired by the sounds of the MRI. Carty passed away in January 2004 while we were in Memphis.

Missing you, Carty...