Friday, August 12, 2011

Photohunt: 1

When I was young, my Chinese Grand dad used to say A1 Top Size when we had done something awesome, we took it to mean number 1.

This week's photohunt challenge is 1, This story of Charlie is A1 Top Size in my book.



I first posted this story in my book blog. I think it is appropriate it to post it here so more people can read it.


My fellow blogger and bereaved mother Marydon has lots in common with me. We both lost our sons. Today, she did a post and invited me to comment.

Mary featured on ~ Charlie Grady aka Charlie Santa ~
www.designgivesback.com I invite you to check this out to watch this incredible and awesome boy.

We are sharing the story of a little boy who is probably a lot like your son, grandson or nephew; he loves cars, trucks & trains. Charlie loves riding his bicycle, also. He is different than most 8 yr. olds in two ways: he has brain tumors & he leads a toy drive to help kids in chemotherapy to have happier holidays. "Charlie Santa" was founded when he was just five & in his first round of chemotherapy. This is one of the reasons he was chosen to be an ambassador for kids with Neurofibromatosis Type 1, & a recipient of a Miracle Makeover.

I have another friend Linda, who is wearing the same shoes as Charlies' mum. Shoes that are too small and pinching her feet causing great pain in their heart.

Designgives back is not screened in New Zealand, but what a great job they are doing,

In my book, I wrote a poem about shoes.

I modify it here,

The hole in the heart is bigger than life,
The hole never mends.
My child has cancer.
Life is never the same again.
Only a fellow mum who has a child with cancer,
will understand another mum's pain
For she wears the same pair of shoes,
For she feels the pinching at the toes.


Ginny Hartzler said...

A wonderful poem. The human spirit is quite amazing.

George said...

Charlie Santa sounds like quite a young man, and he is truly an inspiration. Your poem is beautiful.

rainfield61 said...

I write no poem, but I love to read yours.

Anonymous said...

So beautiful and so sad...

Anonymous said...

Anne : You are so talented and kind. Very clever and creative with your words and posts.

I am so touched that you created FOUR posts!!!!

It means so much. You have been Divinely and greatly used.... Your angel wings are many ...one pair for every occasion . Maybe a pair for each blog!!!!!!

Thank-you angel Anne for ALL of these....

Love and hugs!!!!!!

Kelee & Charlie

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YTSL said...

Congrats on your book. Does A1 top size also mean a perfect fit?

MadSnapper said...

a touching story, I have not heard of this disease before. the poem is lovely and so true and can apply to any of life's things that slap us down.
about the lime tree and the butterfly, the reason we keep the passion plant is because it is where the gulf friteraries lay there eggs. they come just for that plant

Ash said...

That is so deeply moving.

Scriptor Senex said...

A moving poem, Ann, thank you.