06/24/2025
Trace Update
We’re heading back to Atlanta this week so Trace can receive his monthly additional chemotherapy treatments. These visits are never easy, but we keep moving forward one day at a time.
This past month has been one of pure happiness for Trace in many ways. He was granted his Make-A-Wish dream: a custom, autographed left-handed Synyster Gates electric guitar, complete with an incredible wall display case. It’s stunning, and it means the world to him and to us. There truly aren’t enough words to express how grateful we are to Make-A-Wish and everyone who helped make it happen.
That joy has been a bright spot in an otherwise difficult couple of weeks. Trace has been struggling to keep food down and has felt completely drained and stressed. Watching your child go through that kind of exhaustion and discomfort is heartbreaking, but we continue to take it one day, and one step, at a time.
Yesterday, I loaded up what felt like a mountain of blankets and headed to the laundromat. While I was waiting for machines to open, I ran into one of our favorite people. We caught up for a few minutes, and after she left, a kind man sitting nearby with his sweet mother stood up and said, “I hate to pry, but was she asking about one of your children receiving treatment?” I said yes, my son. He asked Trace’s name and age and shared a story about someone he knew who had gone through leukemia. Then he said something that stopped me in my tracks:
“I just know Trace is going to come through this long road successfully.” Then he asked if we could pray together. He apologized for interrupting, but I assured him that his kindness meant the world. We ended up talking for nearly an hour, and in that time, I felt seen, heard, and deeply encouraged. He told me that despite what our family was facing, I had such a bubbly, positive spirit, and that was so rare. I was quick to let him know I put on a good front! He said I should consider public speaking or writing a book (not sure it would be a good idea🤪) about our family’s journey to give others hope.
Maybe that’s a path for me. Maybe not. But I do know that God sends the right people at the right time, and yesterday, that kind man gave me just the comfort and peace I needed.
So, as we prepare for another round of treatment this week, we are holding onto the good moments, the generous souls who lift us up, and the belief that there are brighter days ahead.
As always, thank you for your continued love, support, and prayers. You have no idea how much they mean to us.
🧡 Rachael