Giving Cameron freedom

This is my son Cameron. Cameron will be 21 years old next month. While that is usually a monumental year in a young man's life, Cam is not just any young man. He is differently abled with a disease called Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. This is a terminal illness with no cure. As a mother, there is no worse feeling than not being able to take away your child's illnesses or pain. Recently the van that we purchased years ago bit the dust after we put 200,000 miles on it trying to make memories with Cameron. That van took us to Washington, DC twice and all over the south to follow his favorite rapper, LeCrae. We have been without a van for Cameron for several months now. Getting to doctors appointments and the ER prove to be difficult, and making more memories with Cameron is virtually impossible. 

Cameron does not ask for a lot nor does he complain. Ever. But, being able to get him to the hospital when needed or even to a football game would mean the world to him and our family.

There is a wonderful organization that approves grants for things such as this, but the cost of a used handicapped accessible van is more than they can stretch. I hate feeling weak by having to ask for help, but if being vulnerable makes me brave and helps my son, I will do what I have to. 

We are getting picked up by a company on Monday and they will take us to their lot to look at their inventory and measure Cam's wheelchair to see what van fits him the best. I am trusting in God right now, that very soon Cameron and our family will be back to making memories.

Please pray for this journey and share this. Cam and I thank you.