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<div><strong>Help David After a Devastating Hit-and-Run</strong>

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<div>On Tuesday, February 17 at approximately 9:40 PM, my brother, David J. James, was the victim of a hit-and-run accident at Hwy 90 and Herndon in Rosenberg, Texas, near Little Caesar’s and Shipley’s.

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<div>David was on an electric scooter, just minutes from his home, bringing groceries back to his family. He remembers hearing someone yell something at him — and then he was struck from behind by a vehicle. He never saw the driver or the car.

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<div>After the impact, David somehow managed to stand up. When his wife arrived a few minutes later, he was gathering the groceries that had been thrown into the street. He looked shaken and injured — likely needing stitches in his arm — but he was awake and talking. To anyone passing by, he may have appeared “okay.”

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<div>He was not okay.

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<div>Within hours, David was rushed to Memorial Hermann Downtown for emergency surgery. Doctors described his spleen as “shredded.” He also suffered fractured ribs and two fractured vertebrae. Following surgery, he has struggled to breathe without oxygen support and is silently aspirating when drinking water, requiring a feeding tube.

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<div><strong>David is now fighting for his life.</strong>

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<div>We are asking for two kinds of help:

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<div><strong>1. Help Us Find the Driver</strong>

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<div>If you witnessed anything that night — even if David appeared to be okay afterward — please come forward. Your information could make all the difference.

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<div>If you were in the area of Hwy 90 and Herndon around 9:40 PM on February 17 and saw a man on a scooter who had been hit, please contact the Rosenberg Police Department at [phone redacted].

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<div>If you are the driver, there is still time to do the right thing.

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<div><strong>2. Help Support David and His Family</strong>

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<div>David is a devoted husband and family man. He was simply bringing home groceries when this happened. The road ahead will include a long recovery, extensive medical care, and significant financial strain from hospital bills and time away from work.

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<div><strong>Any donation — no matter the size — will go directly toward:</strong>

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<div>Emergency surgery and hospital expenses

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<div>Ongoing medical care and rehabilitation

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<div>Supporting his family during this incredibly difficult time

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<div>If you are unable to donate, please consider sharing this page. Sharing may help us find witnesses and bring accountability, and it also helps relieve some of the financial burden his family now faces.

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<div>Our family is heartbroken, but we are holding onto hope.

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<div>Thank you for standing with David.

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Help David Heal After Devastating Accident

<div>Our friend Amanda Lusignolo has been diagnosed with breast cancer and a genetic predisposition to other significant cancers. As a result, she will be having a double mastectomy and a hysterectomy soon to help ensure that she will live a long and happy life with her family and friends. The stresses of her diagnosis and upcoming surgery are mounting quickly. Amanda has expressed her concern over medical bills and housekeeping, and also has requested comfort items that will help her as she heals and recovers. If you are able to be there for Amanda and her family during this unimaginable time, please donate as you are able. Every little bit helps. Thank you for caring for the Lusignolos in practical ways that will bless them in the weeks and months to come!






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Donate to Amanda's Cancer Recovery

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<div>In Loving Memory of Kevin Rodriguez Zavala

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<div>It is with heavy hearts that we share the passing of our beloved brother, son, uncle, and friend, Kevin Rodriguez Zavala, who tragically lost his life in an unexpected accident.

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<div>Kevin was truly one of a kind. He had an old soul—wise beyond his years—with a heart full of compassion, love, and understanding. He was the kind of person who always made time to listen, offer thoughtful advice, and lift others up, even when he was facing challenges of his own. Despite the restrictions and obstacles he encountered throughout his life, Kevin met them all with grace, strength, and an unwavering spirit. He overcame so much, and he did so with quiet resilience and humility.

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<div>Kevin was deeply loved by everyone who knew him. As a son, he brought warmth and pride to our parents’ hearts. As a brother and uncle, he was a source of laughter, guidance, and unconditional love. As a friend, he was loyal, thoughtful, and always present. His presence lit up every room, and his absence leaves a space no one can fill.

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<div>We are asking for support during this incredibly difficult time to help cover the funeral and memorial expenses so we can honor Kevin’s life the way he truly deserves. Any contribution, no matter how small, is deeply appreciated. If you are unable to donate, sharing this page with others would mean the world to us.

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<div>Thank you for keeping Kevin and our family in your thoughts and prayers.

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<div>With love,

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<div>The Rodriguez Zavala Family

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In Loving Memory of Kevin Rodriguez Zavala

<img src="https://d2g8igdw686xgo.cloudfront.net/43821312_1575355743548541_r.jpeg" width="100%" media_type="3" alt="43821312_1575355743548541_r.jpeg" /><br /><br />You're not supposed to need a GoFundMe. Not ever in your life. Because GFM's are for life's big, bad, scary moments. And we had that big, bad, scary moment, when our beautiful son was diagnosed and again when he died. I was done with GFMs. I would never need one again. <br /><br />Hazel has leukemia.<br /><br />My beautiful daughter, my dancer, my smiler, my warm-hearted, open, social, verbal Hazel-Basil ... her body is betraying her. Deep in the dark of her bones, cells race to divide and to divide and to divide, evading her defenses, pushing out the healthy cells, taking over the marrow in a violent and rapid coup. <br /><br />Hazel has leukemia. <br /><br />I have said or typed those words a hundred times today, in a hundred texts and messages and phone calls, and still, when I hear or say them, a sob wants to burst out of my mouth. My teeth and lips are slippery with the effort of keeping those sobs in. My mind screams at the unreality. <br /><br /><br />How did it happen? How did I know? What were her symptoms? What is the plan? I feel as if I have answered that question since time began, even though I've only known about her illness for 8 hours. <br /><br /><br />Two or three weeks ago, Hazel's behavior changed. She seemed irritable, restless, prone to fighting with her sister. She became absolutely obsessed with germs. She wouldn't eat from a fork that touched the table, wear a jacket that touched the floor, use a toothbrush that fell from the counter, even accept a hug from her beloved Nana, because Nana touched some dirty rocks. <br /><br /><br />She stopped smiling as much. She complained here and there of not feeling "good," of abdominal pain, and throat pain. She was never very specific. I didn't notice extreme lethargy. There were no unexplained bruises or bleeding. <br /><br /><br />I took her to the doctor, because I thought we might need referral to a psychiatrist to figure out the OCD. And, whenever a child shows weird behavior, a basic workup is indicated to rule out a medical problem. <br /><br /><br />Hazel went in on Tuesday. The bloodwork was submitted late Tuesday night. On Wednesday, I called the doctor's office and was told that they would send it over for review by the attending pediatrician (not Hazel's regular doctor). They called back. Everything was normal. No concerns.<br /><br /><br />Friday, the nurse called again, and reiterated that the bloodwork was normal. They were not worried. I was instructed to finish a course of empirical antibiotics in case of some weird bacterial infection and follow up in a week.<br /><br /><br />Sunday morning, my phone was on do not disturb, yet it rang. I ignored it but then rolled over to look. I saw a missed text message from a number that I didn't recognize and a voicemail.<br /><br /><br />It was Hazel's pediatrician. In a halting voice, she told me that there were some abnormalities that hadn't been apparent on her basic CBC results. At the bottom, there were notes that were overlooked. These notes indicated that Hazel had a large percentage of unknown cells circulating.<br /><br /><br />Lymphoblasts. <br /><br /><br />As soon as she said the word, I knew. Dogs and cats aren't much different than people in many ways. I asked her, "are you telling me that she has leukemia?" <br /><br /><br />Her doctor hedged and only said, "I'm worried." I asked on a scale of 1-10, how worried are you. She said an 8. To me, a doctor saying an 8 means they are truly saying a 10. She instructed us to take her to the hospital in the hopes that it was just a terrible lab error. <br /><br /><br />It was not.<br /><br /><br />After undergoing a bone marrow aspirate this morning at the hands of 2 doctors that treated our beautiful baby James, we have a diagnosis.<br /><br /><br />Acute lymphoblastic leukemia (ALL). <br /><br /><br />The road ahead is long. It is dark. I cannot foresee the twists and turns that are going to come. I am not healed from the loss of our beloved James. I was starting to have good days, I felt gratitude to be alive, and now...I am staring down the barrel of watching my daughter endure treatment that will poison her body to save it. <br /><br /><br />Tomorrow, at 130pm, she will go into surgery to receive an IV port. She will have a spinal tap. They will then inject chemotherapy into her central nervous system. After she wakes up, they will put more chemotherapy into her IV port. <br /><br /><br />Please, at 130pm tomorrow, remember my sweet, beautiful, kind, empathetic Hazel. She has the whole pediatric unit wrapped around her finger already. <br /><br /><br />Tweet this GFM.<br />Hashtag it.<br />Share it with your friends.<br /><br />FOR HAZEL.

Healing Hazel