Concert For Cash 2011
WHEN: Saturday, January 22, 2011
WHERE: The Oriental Theater (http://www.theorientaltheater.com/)
4334 West 44th Ave, Denver, CO 80212
WHO: The Hollyfelds with Hillbilly Inferno
WHY: To raise money for programs at The Children’s Hospital
TICKETS: $35.00 VIP Patron Party / $20.00 General Admission(doors open GA at 7:15 pm),
available by calling 303-550-4310,
at the door
or online at
Or purchase directly online at:
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
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Sunday, July 22, 2007
Greetings from Ndola , Zambia ! I tried to post something on the blog… and I just can’t figure out how to do it (feeling like a techno “old lady”).
Just want to let you know how much I have been thinking of you all. The other day we had a meeting with 18 of the women that work for “living compassion” in our school/food program and Jen asked them how many had lost a child. 16 of them raised their hand. 16 out of 18 of the women had lost at least one child, many had lost multiple children and most of them had lost their husbands. I immediately thought of the two of you… the huge difference here is that these women have a lot of support in that they can relate on this grieving process with each other daily. And I realized that the amount of peer support, the kind in which friends have had a direct experience of what you all have gone through is minimal if not absent. Made me realize how alone you must feel at times (and not from a lack of people, just lack of close relationships that have had the same experience of a loss of a child). And the whole thing has just left me holding you both in my heart throughout my days here and including you in the celebration of life that continues to be a part of the lives here.
I am attaching a picture taken the other morning. The area we are working in, kantolombe is a slum outside of the city of ndola , where there is no medical center, no electricity, no clean water and a high rate of malnutrition and disease. Last week an American doctor visiting from Botswana saw some of our folks and there were two that she suggested get to a Dr. immediately, one with severe abdominal pain and one with a HUGE sore on her leg. So I took them to a clinic, and it appears that the girl with the abdominal pain has abdominal TB and the one with the sore, Purity, has to go in every day this month for cleaning and packing of the sore. And in the last days we discovered 2 more with sores on their legs, so there are three of them that are going in to the clinic daily. The cleaning is so intense - they all scream and cry - it appears to be modern torture - and there is no other way. Two of them have infection under the skin around the sore which they scrape with razor blades and then the cleaning itself seems to be like putting acid on open wounds. It is amazing the motherly instinct that comes out in me - I feel like I would do anything for these girls ( 10yrs, 43 yrs, 14 yrs). Being in the medical arena seems to dissolve any barriers of culture, language and separateness for me, I just feel their humanness and hearts and feel like I would do anything it would take to help them move through the pain that will lead the road back to their health. The first day with Purity as I held her hand, rubbed her head and just put my hand behind her heart while she was going through her first treatment (she is 14) - I had a hard time not letting the tears just fall. The insanity of the unavailability of health care and the unnecessary pain deeply affected me. The sores that these girls have are a tropical disease caused by an insect bite. after the insect bites there is a pimple sort of thing and then without care they grow - and for Purity - hers she has had for a year, and it is about 3 1/2 inches in diameter (it is huge). If these girls had care form the beginning the process would be so simple - but instead - they grow and for Purity and Regina the deterioration is so close to the bone that without immediate care the infection would move into the bone which would result in an amputation at some point.
Having this medical experience has been so rich in that I realize when you take everything else away, really all there is to live for is Love. And Teri and Page, the love you embodied as parents inspires me to love these others who don’t necessarily have parents to love and care for them. And for that, together, we are making a difference in this world.
Lots of love,
ps. we have been blogging while we are here, if you want to check it out, go to:
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
I really have no idea what I am doing, how I am moving on when I don't know what to do daily with myself. I keep asking for help and keep putting one foot in front of another. It has nothing to do with being strong.....it has to do with survival. I am just so emotionally fragile and really can only do so much. I get tired and then , well then it all gets even harder.
I am sorry if I have yet to return you emails or calls. I am trying. Please have patience.
I was talking to Spider yesterday about what we were doing 1 year ago...he and I were taking lots of naps due to the heat and my being pregnant. This year we are not taking as naps at all due to Stripe and it's scary to sleep sometimes.
We both hope that next summer will be different and we can be happy again, take a nap or two and hopefully have a baby(somehow) on the way to our home.
At my Mommy class there were a few little babies that were 6 months old when I met them. I remember thinking Cashie will be able to hold his head up by six months, he'll be that big. He'll play with his toys like those other boys are. Now I picture Cashie playing with all his trucks and other little boys that are able bodied and he is smiling and happy.
I miss my baby so much. Please be kind to me today universe. It's a big day.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
We love you guys!
Sunday, July 15, 2007
What am I doing? That's what I ask myself a lot these days. it's hard to keep going when my heart is so broken.....and then a nice person will share something with me and I see that I am here on Earth for some purpose...and I need to keep remembering that my glass is half full.
I just miss Cash so much. Grief is a tough one, to still try and be a part of the daily life I lead(being a wife, a sister, a daughter, a friend, owning a business, being a boss, being a heart broken Mommy) you know sometimes I ask God Why? and then sometimes i just so THIS IS TOO MUCH!!!!
I have had many emails and calls this week from dear people sharing their life stories with me and friends that say they read the blog all the time. That makes me feel great that this is being read.
More of our neighbors are coming out to express how sorry they are for us. It really helps me feel safer in this world when the people we live next to are aware of what 's going on.
I went to Winter Park today to see my favorite singer ever-Slaid Cleaves. It was a tough trip and a good trip. trying to take care of what I really need and not care about what anyone else does is a tough one for me....so today was a big step. This week was a big for me. I also stood up to someone who I have let has in the past really do a number on me....but I stood up to her and told her to never speak to me again in the way that she did. Scary but necessary.
I thought I had a good backbone before now I am starting to realise how strong it is. Watch out world!
My glass is half full.it has to be.Cash wouldn't have it any other way. God bless my son. God bless all you who love us. God bless my broken heart.
Friday, July 13, 2007
I think that we will be provided with signs about what to do. Like last night it rained, we saw someone from our birthing class, and there was a Muhammad Ali fight on where we were having dinner. It's clear to me, Cash is with us. It's also just plain old exhausting and there's no guide book or anything to help you find your way. That's why it's been good to talk with other folks who have been our position. Though it's always a leap of faith, there's other people out there who can help provide some insight from experience.
As always your calls help a ton. Just to check in. If you see signs of Cash out there please let us know. It's great to hear all the place's he's been.
All our Love,
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
There is hope though. There just has to be. I cried all day yesterday and only once so far today. I actually laughed with my dear friend Jennifer at lunch today. Laughed.......I have to believe that there is a plan for the three of us. And it's a good plan.
It's amazing to me how people find out and contact us. Dear friends from high school/college that I haven't spoken to in years have called, emails, sent cards, read the blog........My kid is a powerhouse. I believe he was sent here to change the world.
all my love to everyone who is reading......
Saturday, July 7, 2007
We are struggling. My tears flow all the time, I get a break at times during the day, but then it hits all over again. People said when we first got home from the hospital that this was going to be a long road, I did not want to think that would be us...well...almost 7 weeks out and it's a long long bumpy windy dark road that we are trying to navigate...but there is no map for this.
We desperately want to find some couple to talk to that has walked this walk before us and gone on to have more children. A couple that lost their first child when it was an infant....we feel like the only couple on the planet sometimes that lost their first kid.
Cash is with me everyday. He lets me know he's around. I see Butterflies all the time.
Other ways to help:
call/email/check in with us. It's not always easy for me to pick up the phone when I am hurting this bad.
Help me plan a Game Night for Cash....maybe with poker and Bunco to raise $ for the Garden Fund.
Send your photos of your adventure with Cash in your tshirt. Celebrate the great soul of Cash.
I ask myself(and my sisters and Mom) all the time: There has to be a reason, what is it? I do trust that there is a reason for this to happen. That there are other plans for Page, Cash and I on this Earth. Just believing that helps get me out of bed daily when I don't want to.
Please keep us in your prayers.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Monday, July 2, 2007
AS USUAL I AM SO TOUCHED BY THE BLOG AND YOUR ENTRIES AND THOSE OF PEOPLE WHO HAVE TOUCHED YOUR LIVES AND THAT OF CASH...
I LOVED SEEING CASH'S DOCTOR IN HIS TEAM CASH SHIRT AND READING HIS CONTRIBUTION TO THE BLOG..
I LOOKED UP THE SONG ON THE INTERNET THAT YOU MENTIONED IN THE BLOG PAGE AND I CRIED WHEN I HEARD THE WORDS...ERIC CLAPTON IS SINGING IT ON VIDEO...
I LOVE YOU ALL SO VERY MUCH...AND I DON'T KNOW, EXCEPT MEDICALLY, WHY THIS HAPPENED EITHER....BUT WHAT I DO KNOW IS THAT I AM SO PROUD OF YOU BOTH FOR HOW YOUR SHARING YOUR FEELINGS ABOUT THIS AND LETTING US ALL IN THROUGH THE BLOG ON HOW YOU ARE...THAT HELPS ME TO COPE ALSO WITH THIS MYSTERY AND ALSO TO FEEL MY OWN FEELINGS, ALONG WITH YOU, THE PAIN OF THIS SITUATION...
WE GOT THE TEAM CASH CARD LAST SATURDAY AND I AM MAKING ARRANGEMENTS FOR MONEY TO BE TRANSFERRED INTO THE ACCOUNT AT THE HOSPITAL.
CASH'S GARDEN WILL BE A VERY SPECIAL PLACE FOR ALL FAMILIES TO VISIT AND HAVE SOME PEACE AND SERENITY IN THE MIDST OF TURMOIL. HE WAS A SERENE LITTLE MAN WHO BROUGHT MUCH LOVE AND PEACE TO ALL HE ENCOUNTERED ....MY GRANDSON CASH IS A SPECIAL HUMAN BEING ....HE IS LOVE....HE WILL LIVE ALWAYS WITHIN ME...
CONTINUE TO SHARE AND TO LOVE ONE ANOTHER AND LITTLE CASH WITH ALL YOUR HEART AND SOUL....YOU ALL DESERVE NOTHING LESS...