• How Being a “Cancer Dad” Taught Me the Power of “Thank You”

    While watching my son, Cruise, celebrate the end of his most recent school year, I couldn’t help but think: My God, how lucky are we to have him here? I didn’t always view my sons’ milestones through such a lens, but having a kid with cancer changes the way you see everything from birthday parties to tantrums. Not a ...

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  • Anniversary in the PICU

    During morning rounds, staff at our Scottish Rite hospital learned that June 11, 2015, marked two milestones for the Rogers family: Turner, a muscular dystrophy patient, had been in the hospital for 21 days and his parents, Carey and Tammy, were celebrating their 21st wedding anniversary. The devoted parents had cancelled dinner ...

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  • Snake vs. Toddler: The Fisher Family’s Story

    With four young kids who would live outdoors if we let them, the house we found in the suburbs of Atlanta seemed almost too good to be true. Nestled in the middle of a neighborhood, the home’s backyard provides plenty of space to run around, lots of wooded areas to explore ...

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  • NICU Photo Series Captures Mothers’ Healing Touch

    Moms-to-be spend months dreaming about their little ones’ first few weeks in the outside world—holding her for the first time, driving home from the hospital, introducing him to his carefully chosen nursery. For moms with babies in a neonatal intensive care unit (NICU), those dreams quickly give way to worrying about oxygen ...

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  • Message from Grieving Mom: Teach Your Kids Cars Are Not Play Areas

    It was August 22, 2010. My husband, sons, daughter and I started the day at church. As we were leaving the services, my 6-year-old daughter Sydney made sure to bring home the craft she’d been working on in Sunday school. As we finished up lunch at home in our kitchen, Sydney asked ...

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  • An 8-Year-Old’s Open Letter to Social Workers

    Marie

    For my fellow social workers: We are rarely acknowledged for our hard work and, at times, I think we all wonder if we make a difference. I talked a little to my daughter about this topic, and she wanted to write “the social workers” a thank you letter. She knows her ...

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