Last week, I was absolutely stunned to open my Facebook page one morning and discover that my great-nephew, Ashton Taylor, had started a fund raiser to help his parents survive, since they both have serious cancer problems. I mean, their situation is so stark that it’s to the point where nobody should ever have to deal with what they deal with every single day. And this particular situation strikes to my very heart because Ashton is the son of my nephew, Wayne, who is the older son of my deceased brother, Tommy.
This handsome sailor is my only sibling, my older brother, Clinton Thomas Taylor, known in the family, simply as Tommy. He was career Navy, but a few years after he got out, he suddenly died from a coronary at the tender age of 45. He and I were super close and it was a great shock to me and absolutely heart breaking to lose him.
Some will tell you that he didn’t do everything right in his life and, if he could, I’m sure he’d be the first to tell you that is 100% correct. This, of course, involves his marriage and the boys, which is none of my business, but it does involve my nephew, Wayne, which is the only reason I am mentioning it. In fact, Wayne and his brother, Jay, never got to know their biological father. Their folks divorced and parted ways and then Tommy died before their fences got mended. I’m so sorry that happened to everyone involved. And that’s as far as I intend to go with that part of this story. I can tell you that he always did things right with me, all of my life, just like a big brother should.
The handsome guy above is my beloved nephew, Wayne. To me, he is the image of Tommy and I remember well when he was born and the extreme happiness I experienced the first time I got to see and hold him. What a great joy that was for me. To know what he is going through today…at the moment he is not only cancer riddled, but blind at the age of 59…just breaks my heart. How can that happy little boy, jumping up and down on my bed when I was 17 years old, be going through the fires of hell today? It just seems surreal. But then, none of us know what God has in store for us, do we?
How I wish that I could say that Wayne’s illness is the end of this story, but it isn’t. His wife, Mary, is also suffering from rampant and debilitating cancer. The above picture is sweet Mary and her son. Wayne’s mother, whom I will always love, tells me that, at one time, Mary was down to 79 pounds. Thankfully, she is some better now and both she and Wayne are out of hospitals and at home at this point.
Since Wayne is blind now, he cannot drive and, therefore, cannot work to support Mary and himself, so their bills are stacking up and Ashton saw signs that they were soon going to lose the house that he grew up in. So, he started a fund raiser and within 4 days, he raised $10,000.00! Isn’t that just amazing? It has totally restored my faith in humanity, especially in today’s world. Ashton said both their voices changed immediately when they saw that they could pay their bills, stay in their house and actually relax for now as they go through the chemo, radiation, surgeries and whatever else is facing them in the future.
Therefore, I thought I would post the link to their entire story on my blog and let you read the unbelievable amount of illness these two loving people are dealing with. Please go to: www.gofundme.com/euwkkg and read it for yourself. It truly is mind boggling and, except for loving them with all of my heart, this is the only thing I can do for them right now.
Please pray for both of them. If you do not believe in prayer, send healing light, good thoughts, or whatever positive energy you do believe in. What we need is a miracle, at this point. Let me know what you think after you read their story and thanks for reading mine.