As most of you know, my wife and I lost our first born son, Ty, to brain cancer. Here I am swimming, biking and running for the 7th annual TYathlon. Every year emotions are a little different. This year, I have been consumed with not having enough emotion. This is always something that will be inevitable after loss, but as life goes on, and so many new memories are created, the old ones start to fade. Obviously Ty is still and will always be a huge part of my life, I think about him constantly, kiss his urn/statue, first thing in the morning and just before bed. Bodhi (our 2 year old) also serves as a constant reminder, he is currently the same age Ty was when he was diagnosed. They look alike, sound alike and have similar behaviors. I can't help but imagine and remember that Ty was this age when his life as a healthy young boy was snatched. He was diagnosed at the beginning of August and by the end of that month he already had two major brain surgeries, spent the month in the ICU, lost his ability to walk and eat. Yet he had just started with his 2+ years of surgeries and treatments. I just sit here and look at Bodhi and think "how the hell does this happen?" At the end of the day, it did. This is my life now, my wife and I promised Ty that we will make a difference for the children treated behind him. Please help us fulfill that promise and continue to support our foundation by helping me reach my goal. T-hank Y-ou.
