One year ago yesterday, on September 27, 2007, young Mitchell passed away. He was only 10-years-old, the same age as my Juliette. He had leukemia, but today, he is healed and walks with God.
More than 40 of Tracy’s friends have agreed to help her celebrate her 40th birthday in January by running in the PF Chang’s Rock-n-Roll Marathon, Phoenix, January 18. They are working very hard to raise $144,000 to realize Mitchell’s dream of finding a cure for leukemia. You can help them meet this goal by leaving a comment on this blog post between now and Saturday, October 4. For every unique (individual) comment (or signature) on this blog post, I will donate $1 up to $250.00 to Stefunk, a friend of mine whose blog, A Day in the Life of a Crazed Mom is on my “Okahoma Blog Roll.” (Actually, donate to her portion of the $144,000 fundraising goal.) If you would like to make a tax deductible donation, write to:
c/o Dona Whitaker
PO Box 1777,
Choctaw, OK, 73020.
(You will be sent a receipt for your tax deduction information.)
Go Mitch Go!
I’m not much of a poet, but I wrote the following on September 25, 2007, when Mitchell was suffering in the hospital.
Go Mitch, go — We’ll rest on the Mountain.
Tears are spooling from the Fountain.
Go Mitch, go — You brought us here
To repentance and love, from doubt and fear.
Go Mitch, go — For we’ve come to the side
Of the wounded Christ — for the world who died.
So, Go Mitch, go — Swiftly from this world.
Your suffering be over, our grief unfurled.
Go Mitch, go – Oh, the happy golden shore!
What a day it will be, house to house and door to door.
Go Mitch, go — The Balm of Gilead is there.
Your Rock of Gibraltar, our Sweet Hour of Prayer.
Go Mitch, go — Way beyond the blue.
Do Lord, oh do Lord, for me, for you!
Go Mitch, go — What a time we’ve had!
Fly away suffering, for the morning is glad.
Go Mitch, go — You fair-haired boy
Push on to glory, push on to joy.