My head is already shaved...
My son, Logan, was 3yo when he was diagnosed with Stage 4 Wilm's tumor, a type of Kidney cancer. I can count the number of times I've cried as an adult. I didn't cry in the exam room when the doctor told us; it was time to handle business. But something broke when I put Logan in the car seat on our way to Lurie's Hospital ER for the first time. We were in the parking lot of Elmhurst Hospital. He is 3 years old at the time. He has no idea what's going on.
As I buckled him in, all the possibilities flashed in my mind. All of them a violation of his innocence. A child doesn't deserve this. Where will this road take him? Where does it end? Will he grow up and live a full life?
That was in October of 2024. We are at a point in his treatment where we are used to the "new normal". At every turn we have seen the hand of God protecting Logan. We suffer, but we are thankful for God's grace.
Logan's treatment has hit every marker we want it to. He is doing very well and progressing excellently. From surgeries, to radiation, to chemo, to feeling like we literally live in the hospital for weeks at a time; God has been good to us every step of the way.
Jesus calls on all of us to concern ourselves with the suffering of others. Raising money for childhood cancer is a way we can do that. The contributions made out of love make the journeys easier.
Thank you for your donations and thank you for your prayers. We love all of you.
Sincerely,
Jonathan, Dawn, Lucas, and Logan Ulin.
