Mark Hoverson Stage 4 Cancer

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Hi, my name is Mark Hoverson.

I’m 39 years old. For the past 15 years, I’ve been married to my college sweetheart, Shannon, while we’ve raised our 4 children (Isaac- 14, Grace- 12, Rush- 11, Micah 10).

Although Shannon and I lived in a mobile home and qualified for welfare the first 5 years of our marriage…huffing and puffing to pay the monthly bills. All along, I had a secret dream of creating a thriving business that helped people live their life to the fullest.

So in 2008, I went to the public library (because we couldn’t afford internet access or a computer), and launched an internet business with about $90 to my name.

Much to my surprise, the business took off.

I quickly dedicated myself completely and totally to coaching entrepreneurs how to start and thrive businesses themselves. And the message grew quickly, spreading to 10’s of thousands of clients from all over the world in just a few years.

My amazing clients provided our family an equally amazing life. We have been able to journey the world, take great family vacations, and truly engage in the thrill of raising our children.

But 4 years ago, something weird happened.

Let me explain…

While wrestling with one of my kids, something felt strange in my stomach and suddenly, I couldn’t breathe.

I was raced to the E.R…I remember moving in and out of consciousness for several minutes. I nearly died on the stretcher.

Once I was finally stabilized, my wife and I were in our own hospital room. And I remember lamenting to her, “Jeez, I hope I don’t have a kidney stone or something like that because I don’t have 3 days to waste on this stuff.”

Sidebar: throughout my entire life, I rarely got sick. The flu would storm through our house and everyone, (even the dog! <—not kidding) would be puking. But I’d go around to everyone’s bed and give them a kiss goodnight. The kids had a little saying around the house: Dad doesn’t get sick. Period. 

But anyway, back to my wife and I***A Doctor came to our hospital room and said, “I’m not sure how to tell you this…but you have hundreds of tumors on your liver and a massive tumor on your pancreas. There are also some other suspicious spots too.”

I was speechless, and mumbled the question, “You mean, I have cancer?”

“More tests are required, but I’m afraid so…and it’s very advanced” he said gravely.

It was like Mike Tyson in his prime gave me a full knockout punch.

I felt dizzy. 


I thought about the kids. 

One of my dreams was to walk my daughter Grace down the aisle at her wedding and toast my sons at their graduations and so much more. I thought about my parents. Friends. I thought about my bride being alone with the kids. I thought of all the unfinished dream projects in my heart. I just felt like all the spirit was taken out of me.

But it was the first day, we didn’t have much info yet, and I was still optimistic. I thought to myself, “People can live for decades with cancer nowadays.”

Within a day or so the official diagnosis arrived, I had “neuroendocrine pancreatic cancer.” <—exactly what Steve Jobs had.

There are fewer than 1000 cases of it per year, and 5-year survival rates are 1%.

Determined to live fully, I asked my Harvard-trained doctor, who specialized in this rare form of cancer, “Okay, what do the 1% do to survive?”

He replied, without batting an eye, “Those people were misdiagnosed. They never had what you have. No one lives with this disease. I’m sorry.”

I was coldly given my 2-4 months to live.

I had a small $500K life insurance policy (we had been meaning to increase the size of that policy for over 5 years but ‘life kept getting in the way I guess’). 

The Life Insurance quickly paid out what is a called an “accelerated death benefit” <—when a team of doctors determine there is 0% chance the patient will live beyond 6 months, some policies will pay the majority of the death benefit to help ease the family’s pain through the last few months. 

With that nice chunk of money, we went on a mission to heal me.

We aggressively looked for a cure, doing traditional chemo, experimental “out of pocket” radiation treatments that cost upwards of $100K. Also, we traveled across the world to famous healers. We even took seed money to launch “KingsLife” Insurance brokerage to help prevent families from being caught unprepared like we were.

Meanwhile, as my energy came and went…and came and went…and came and went…my ability to produce income dropped drastically.

I had such little energy to give, everything in my life suffered. 

But we kept fighting. Month after month.

We would visit the Doctor and they’d say, “Well, you probably have 2-4 months to live.” <—the last four years of Doctor’s visits feel like groundhogs day because they also repeat like a broken-record “you probably have 2-4 months to live…possibly less.”

Nonetheless, we stay resilient. I’ve been in and out of hospice 3 times. My body keeps reviving itself. It wants to live. I can feel it. One time my hemoglobin count was down to 3 (average men my age are around 13-17) and they gave me 24 hours to live. But somehow I bounced out of that with a full body blood transfusion.

But the scary rollercoaster continued, just a short while ago (on Nov. 26th 2017), I had a couple tumors in my back eat away a couple vertebra and I woke up paralyzed from the waist down. 

Upon waking up, they raced me to the E.R. for two emergency spine surgeries. The slicing and cutting through my spine and back muscles brought excruciating nerve pain I didn’t know was even possible. 

So as I type this, I’m learning how to walk again, put on shoes, shorts, and function.

A chorus of Doctor’s have united again in sharing with me that it’s unlikely my body will be able to rebound from this surgery on top of my Stage 4 diagnosis…and again, that I probably have 2-4 months to live. They recommend hospice again.

But…that’s where a group of my friends and clients enter the picture. They called me and said, “You’ve been able to beat this for 4 years, and you can keep doing it. We want to throw you the ultimate gofundme fundraiser!”

This GoFundMe has two primary purposes:

#1- To help alleviate constant rain of medical bills and expenses this disease brings.

#2- To set up Shannon and the children so they can continue to advance the Hoverson Brands you created.

Personally, for the last 4 years, I’ve been very resistant to asking anyone for any help. In many ways, I was ashamed to ask because I knew many years ago that we should have upped our life insurance to at least $5M…but my procrastination prevented it from getting done. And being known as a man who has a little bit of wisdom, the amount of folly in not making that a priority for my family has caused me great regret. 

But my mother’s wise advise was not to dwell on my mistakes, but rather take everything to God in prayer and trust <—Thank God for a Mother’s Wisdom!

As I mention in the video above, it’s emasculating to not be able to provide for one’s family (at least that’s how I feel). 

However, I want to make sure that our family is taken care of and I want to show my children that even in this dark “valley of the shadow of death”, bright and brilliant hope still exists for our family and that anything is possible.

Even breaking the Go Fund Me Record! <—which I can only thank our launch team of over 35 friends and clients for putting this vision in front of us!

To finish, a dear friend called me earlier today and told me the real reason he is standing tall to champion this gofundme. 

He said, 

“Mark, you’ve been able to defy death over and over using the same strategies you teach others to overcome challenges in their life.”

He moves on…“This movement is about believing that no matter what the circumstances you find yourself in: whether you are given a scary cancer diagnosis, or wake up unexpectedly paralyzed…there are ways to overcome everything and keep fighting through with will-power, prayer, community, and God.”

My friend’s words stirred my soul. And I hope they resonate with yours too.

Please consider making a donation of any size today. It means the world to me, my wife, and our children. Thank you.

Mark and Shannon Hoverson
Isaac, Grace, Rush and Micah
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****With Brave Wings She Flies****

July 17th, 2019,
11 months since Mark's passing.


Please Scroll through the lyrics to read this
months "Brave Wings" story.


Proud of the House We Built

I dropped to my knees in that field on your daddy's farm
Asked you to marry me, all I had to give was my heart
While other kids went diving into swimming holes
You and me dove off into the great unknown

We were barely gettin' by, takin' care of each other
Then I became a daddy; you became a mother
Was an uphill battle nearly every day
Lookin' back I wouldn't have it any other way

I'm proud of the house we built
It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steel
It's not a big place sittin' up high on some hill
A lot of things will come and go but love never will
Oh, I'm proud
I'm proud of the house we built

Still workin' our way through the land of milk and honey
At the end of the day there's always more bills than money
I close my eyes at night and I still feel
The same fire in my heart I felt out in that field

I'm proud of the house we built
It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steel
It's not a big place sittin' up high on some hill
A lot of things will come and go but love never will
I'm proud
Oh I'm proud of the house we built

Oh, look at us today
Whoa, we've come such a long long way
I'm proud of the house we built

Yeah I'm proud of the house we built

*****End of Lyrics*****

July 2019 - 11 months since Mark's passing.


I am proud of this house you see in the picture.


This is the house that Mark and I built our family

9 years through thick and thin.


When times were tough - financially, maritally (with brief Talk of separating), and health wise (Mark was diagnosed with Neuroendocrine Pancreatic Cancer).


And together through celebrations of birthdays, anniversaries, kids sports wins, school wins, business startups and growth.


Through it all, our love remained and grew stronger .


And so, it is with mixed emotions, that I say goodbye to this house that built our family.

I have been asked why are you selling it if you do not wish to.

Sometimes in life, we are forced to do things we may not want to do because of obligations we have but...

It is to be done.


At first I was mad and then sad and now...

I reflect.

and say my gratitudes..

and say my goodbyes as I walk through each room
in the house and have a flurry of memories overtake
my mind.

So. Many. Memories.


and, it is also in this moment that I continue to trust the process and trust my faith that new things, better things
are in store for the Hoverson clan.

and it is with the loss of this house that I have a new drive, a new burning inside of me to continue on Mark's legacy.


Sometimes we don't understand why circumstances happen
but I am one of those people that believes they happen "for us" not "to us".


Sometimes it is with the releasing and shedding of the "old" that allows the invitation for the "new" that is better suited for us and our growth to come in.


Cheers to "New"
Cheers to "Faith"
Cheers to the "Next Chapter"

Goodbye 7634 S. Boxelder St.
Thank you for the memories.
Thank you for being the house that built our family.




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A little bit late with this update but we Had another First.

.***With Brave Wings She Flies***


-1st Father's Day and 10 months since Mark's passing-


Psalms 68:5 (NLT)
Father to the fatherless, defender of widows— this is God, whose dwelling is holy.


Happy Father's Day!


I waited to post about Mark Hoverson because it was an emotional one due to it being another 1st since Mark's passing.


I miss Mark as a Father SO MUCH.


I would be lying if I didn't admit that things are def. a bit more chaotic as a family without the Man of the House around.

But.. I really do have the best kids because they have so much of their dad in them and because they were trained from a young age by Mark.


Mark was so great at everything...


As a father...

He was EPIC!


ORDER. He brought order.


FUN. He was amazing at making anything fun.
Whether it be studying something new, doing chores, or reading. He NAILED it.

He could make anything interesting to the kids.


WISDOM. He imparted wisdom to the kids in all they did.

Every moment was a teachable moment and Mark did
it in a way where the kids ears were ALL ears. ;)


We went and visited his grave today.


For the FIRST time as a Family.

I have taken kids individually but not as a family.


Deep breathes were taken and a prayer was said.


Isaac, the oldest, played music that Mark would play with the family and tell the meaning behind the song.

Songs from STING (The Last Ship), Frank SINATRA (My Way) and more.

GRACE cried in the background.


They miss him.


Mark made everything better.


Having experienced Mark is better than never having experienced him at all.


We were blessed.


We are blessed.


Jeremiah 29:11 (NLT)
For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.

Because of FAITH we continue on and LIVE even though we
know not that plans HE has for us but we know they are plans for good!


Grateful to have been given an amazing father and blessed to have been given an amazing father for my children.


Mark's Love ran DEEP for his kiddos and it was evident to ALL who knew him.



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May 25, 2019 - Memorial Day Weekend.


With this weekend being Memorial Day weekend, I felt a nudge to watch our gofundme video again.

Hard to believe it has been over 9 months.


And as the snow is finally at bay and the ground is unfrozen, it is time to put a Headstone on the Mark Hoverson Legacy.


I have had a handful of requests asking how one can be a part of the Hoverson Legacy.

While there are several avenues, this one might be the best match for you. .


Anyone who donates from now until we meet our goal of $5,000 for the Hoverson headstone will get their name on a classy metal plaque which will then be placed next to the headstone titled, "Contributors to the Hoverson Legacy Headstone".


And we are only $88,000 shy of reaching our $500,000 goal. (We can reach this if everyone who has donated gave $25 once more.)

I will be closing this Go Fund Me at the 1 year mark of Mark's passing which is August 17, 2019.


Again, Thank you to ALL for your prayers, cards, and financial support during this time.

And if you are unable to give and really want to be a part of the Mark Hoverson Legacy, please continue to pray for our family and share our story.


I will leave you with lyrics from the famous
"Danny Boy" song:

Danny Boy
Celtic Woman
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow,
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!
But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying,
If I am dead, as dead I well may be,
You'll come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an Ave there for me.
And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me,
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,
For you will bend and tell me that you love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!


Shannon Hoverson and Kids
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***With Brave Wings She Flies***

January 23, 2019


As our donors, I again want to say "Thank You" for all of your support and prayers.

5.5 months have passed since Mark's passing.


My talented friend, Jonathan Otto
sent me this video he recently put together
from Mark's funeral held on August 17, 2018
and so I wanted to share it with you.

Jonathan Otto did a great job showing how Mark was loved and how one day we
will be reunited due to our faith in Jesus Christ.

Thank you, Jonathan.


Silence overtakes my heart and my body
becomes a bit paralyzed still realizing that
this is all real.

As the tears stream down my cheeks while I have
this video on repeat...

I continue to look to God and trust Him
that someway, somehow this is how it is
to be for the betterment of us all.


I was blessed to be able to watch Mark take
his last breath and feel Mark's last heartbeat.

That memory will forever be with me.


I bathed him from head to toe and embalmed
him with essential oils while Mark's favorite
hymns gently played in the background.

This time together was a fitting end.

Just as I washed his feet at our wedding, I washed his
body at his death bed.

Forever soulmates, Mark, I love you,

Until we meet again,



Dear Lord, I look to you...


PS. - If for some reason the video does not play from your computer, I noticed that it does work on my phone.
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