“Oh Happy Day!”

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Bonnie & I never had any intent to pillage,

 Today we obeyed all laws at Dearborn’s Greenfield Village.

We spotted an old Oscar Meijer wiener automobile,

Breaking out in its song spontaneously was our deal!

Kitchens of old we viewed, stoves of the past,

 As well as ancient planes not so modern-day fast.

Also we rode in an old fashioned car, & went then

To the tavern lit by candles to reflect times way back when.

Bonnie pushed me in my wheelchair & boy, it was not easy to get

Into the general store to spectate a throw-back frontier skit. Bonnie June 19, '17

The carousel we rode as it spun, & then we

Caught a film to sit & watch in glasses, 3-D. Bonnie carousel

What prevented our next riding of the antiquated train,

 Was inclement weather, specifically rain.

But all was well, the day was grand,

Sealed with hot coffee in each happy hand!Bonnie T.Bonnie June 19

 

The End

By Amy on 6.19.17

 

 

 

Bear with me – (based on what I learned from my nearly-decade-long cancer journey) I’m trying to offer Valuable Insight For Parents Raising Children Facing Long-term Illness

1. Give your child, if they’re probably around the minimum age of 10 – I was 13 when I began fighting years of illness so I’m just giving my best guess for ages here – Room to Breathe! Endless hovering makes your child feel even sicker & draws unwanted attention (I hated that).

2. Don’t try to force your child to attend groups & camps with other kids dealing with the same sickness! This will Not in any way, shape or form make them feel better. I wanted nothing at all whatsoever to do with stuff like that because 1, I was nowhere near comfortable discussing my own personal disease at my young age & 2, Going to camps with other sick kids would mean embracing the illness, which was the VERY last thing I wanted to do. I remember thinking, “What do you do? Just talk about how sick you are?” I didn’t want to dive deeper into the world of my sickness when I was a child fighting leukemia; far from it! I wanted to be as normal as I could.

3. Give your kid a notebook & pen in case they feel, like I did at the time, like writing out the things they are going through & what they are feeling. I know I always felt a lot better after writing down my thoughts & feelings, which I mostly wrote as rhyming poems. Writing is a remarkably effective release, that I later read in a psychology book in college even has a term, which is “writing therapy.” It truly is indescribably therapeutic.