It's that time of year again! 6 years ago we were given a diagnosis that has given us so many answers, but will leave us with constant questions. Our little man was socially and emotional crippled and we were on a quest to get him every ounce of help that we could. During our search we came across the first annual walk that the International OCD Foundation was putting on. Their inspiration was Denis Aslin, a father who walked from Pennsylvania to Boston after his teenage son Nathaniel committed suicide when he felt like he couldn't maintain the strength to fight his OCD. We attended this walk and met Denis and his amazing family, we met Nathaniel's younger sister, and at the time we had just welcomed Natalie so this dynamic shook my core to a point I will never forget. I vowed right then and there to do everything in my power to not leave Natalie in a position where she may have to some day walk in her brothers honor to raise awareness for a condition that took his life. Cameron found unbelievable comfort in being in the company of those at the walk. He suddenly didn't feel so alone and either did we. The board of Directors at the IOCDF were blown away by Cam's courage at such a young age of 4 and they honored him as the walk Grand Marshall for the following year. Cam is still passionately motivated to raise awareness and help those who also share this OCD journey. In the past 6 years we were able to learn Cameron's triggers and that illnesses and allergies will spike his symptoms- that this is basically an autoimmune response for him. As the parent I can confidently tell you that raising Cam with this illness is basically like balancing a glass ball on a toothpick- it's great, it's good, then it falls and cracks and we have to glue the pieces- and we never know when it will fall. As a family we have learned how to adjust to OCD and it’s effects on all our lives. One family member may have the diagnosis on paper, but we all FIGHT together. Over the past 6 years we have learned that OCD can be brutal but it can also work to your advantage in many beautiful productive ways- which has been our unrelenting quest. I have had the honor of meeting so many other parents along the way who have been supportive and reasuing of the lights that are possible at the end of all these dark tunnels felt. However besides the good, we have all spent countless days and nights in tears of frustration. I have have dedicated myself to the life of hurtle jumping through the difficult times just to maintain baseline. Researching- planning- reading- emailing teachers and coaches, tying to summarize the complexities of the past 6 year into one paragraph- staring into the eyes of a boy who feels like he has no control of her mind and body, loudly saying to his face: “IVE GOT YOU” “IM FIGHTING THIS WITH YOU AND ILL NEVER STOP” "I WONT LET GO"
This year I wanted to honor the support systems and the so called backstage crew that it takes to run the show.
This year I am walking for the moms, the dads, the sisters, the brothers, the grandparents, the cousins, the aunts and uncles, the friends, the teachers, the supporters, the ENTIRE VILLAGE.
I invite you to join our tribe: TEAM WONT LET GO
you are strong. you are courageous. you are so unbelivably valued.