Fighting the Fight


Time is relentless, it is nearly 6 years since my husband and I found out we were expecting our second child… We were so excited about the news and quickly shared it with all our family and closest friends.

One of the first phone calls was to Millie and Joe Moseley… they have been friends with my husband for many, many years. Joe and my husband John are great friends, virtually brothers, so much so that John was named the Godfather of Brandon the 2nd of their 4 boys…

Turning back time – It was March 8th, 2011 and Joe called John with a high level of urgency in his voice to let him know that there was a serious issue with Brandon… John knew right away it was serious because this was very unusual for Joe who is arguably one of the most calm, relaxed, and happy go lucky people  you would ever meet.

Over the days to follow, Brandon had undergone countless tests and an initial surgery to assess the situation. Brandon, who was affectionately known as “Nini” was diagnosed with a lethal type of brain tumor – DIPG (Diffused Intrinsic Pontine Glioma). The prognosis laid out by the surgeon predicted the worst possible outcome.

That is how Brandon (5 years) started to fight his fight… always with a smile (as Millie, his mommy says). The level of courage and strength displayed in this young child was nothing short of amazing.

The hard fought battle lasted a long grueling year. Brandon and all his family and friends fought very hard the whole time and never gave up… his faith and beautiful smile were his most powerful weapons to battle this monster. Cancer may have taken this sweet and innocent boy but the imprint that Brandon left behind to all those he touched will never be forgotten.

We all became better people as a result of meeting Brandon. My husband was changed forever as a result, to this day he still talks a lot about Brandon. John worked his way into a Board of Director role for Ronald McDonald House in South Florida as a way to pay his respect for his young godchild. John’s visit to St. Jude and the Ronald McDonald House in Memphis I know is something that he will also never forget.

Joe and John tried everything to find a solution, they even went to visit a Church called the Lady of Good Help in Champion, Wisconsin in October just a few days before my daughter Julia arrived.This is a humble, yet famous church known for special miracles. Now we understand, the miracle granted upon us was Brandon leaving his mark on us and this world forever. His memory will live eternally in our lives and the bravery will be pass on for generations to come.

This December 3rd, in Memphis, I will do my part in honoring Brandon and helping raise money for many other families – fighting the fight.

Please join me and help sponsor my 26.2 mile run at the St. Jude Marathon. I will be running for Brandon and helping to raise money for the St. Jude Organization … Any donation amount is greatly appreciated and we thank you for your kind support.

Here is the link to Brandon Moseley fundraising page:

A Special Poem: “The Weaving”
My life is but a weaving, between my God and me;
I do not chose the colors, He worketh steadily.
Oft times He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper, and I the under side.
Not til the loom is silent, and shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why
The dark threads are as needful in the skillful Weaver’s hand
As threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned.