The T-shirt drive concluded at $12,905 in total sales and donations for Write With Light Project, and I am BLOWN AWAY. We’ve shipped out most of the shirts, and the rest will be shipped this Thursday. For everyone who participated there is no THANK YOU big enough. You have lifted my spirits so much. I have enjoyed packing the orders, and getting to see every individual name on the orders. It’s brought so many smiles to my face that wouldn’t have been there otherwise. Plan on wearing your yellow Sunley shirt on surgery day, April 19th! We’re still accepting donations and sign ups for lemonade stands, so feel free to do that if you missed the T-shirt drive.

The countdown has dwindled to days now until we leave for Houston (April 12th). Fontan time feels incredibly surreal and very overwhelming, despite the fact that we had lots of heads up that it was coming. I’ve tried to fit in as many sunshiny bucket list things as possible. I would have liked to have longer bucket lists for the kids before we left, but I could only pull off so much with everything going on. We had a really wonderful visit with my sister and her family from Nevada last week, and all of my kids were so happy to see their cousins. I’m so glad we could pull off that trip so close to surgery. Everything now is hectic and wonderful at the same time.

We still have boxes in the new house, and of course the instability of moving is nothing new to us — this is our 8th move in 10 years of marriage (we had five different addresses the year Sunley was born). But even though we are used to it, moving during such a heavy time is pretty unsettling (don’t get me wrong — we are RELIEVED to finally be in this house!).

I feel myself reclusing away from everything a bit and bracing myself for the next chapters of Sunley's fight with Hypoplastic Right Heart Syndrome. I can't help but become a little withdrawn when we have big medical things going on. I find it really hard to have any sort of conversations, and I really struggle to remember day-to-day stuff. So if I seem extra socially-awkward when you see me, it’s not you — It’s the Fontan. I’ve been zoning out a lot more, and realizing that for several minutes I haven’t moved because I’m just picturing everything — the sounds, the tubes, the layout of the hallways in the hospital — I know at least part of what’s coming, and while I’m so grateful that we have this care as an option, I’m really dreading putting Sunley through all of it.

As much as I don’t want to do this, I know that the strength will show up when I need it — That’s just being a mom, medically complex or not. And in the meantime, our family is covered in support. I have daily offers of help in so many different forms, not to mention the thousands of prayers going up on our behalf — answered with a sense of peace mixed into the dread. It’s so much easier to feel close to God in times like this, hence the whole “joy in suffering” thing. And that’s the part that I’m really trying to absorb.

You might remember Sunley’s third birthday motorcycle drive-by (click here for the photos). Quite a few bikers found out about her love for motorcycles, and came through in a big way for her. They even gifted her with her own toddler motorcycle, and gave her an official road name patch for her leather jacket (Firecracker). Well, a few of those bikers have been working behind the scenes, and have organized a biker escort for us with various biker groups, all the way from Edmond to Houston on April 12th! We’ll be leaving Edmond at 10am that day followed by quite the entourage. (Pray for good weather, because rain could cancel the plans)

I am just completely beyond humbled that total strangers would do this for us, but not at all surprised because for the last 4 years God has sent us moments like this over and over again. I’ve posted our route below, including the stops we plan to make to pick up/switch out biker groups, and I know there’s a few people planning to find a pedestrian bridge on I-35 to watch us go by. If you happen to see it in person, please take a pic or video with #sunleysummit so I can see it!

Things like this just bring so much light into gloomy situations. A long trek to Texas for surgery is now a celebration, and a reason to decorate our minivan, thanks to the thoughtfulness of strangers. I am tempted to list all of the people who have been coming through for us, but there are truly too many to list! I am in awe of how God uses His people to show us His tangible love for us. This is one of those situations where it’s hard to feel like you’re really helping, but trust me — even just a prayer for us is felt in big ways. A sweet note is kept forever. A meal is treasured with a sigh of relief that I don’t have to cook or clean up that day. A hug brings down the walls that I’m desperately trying to keep up in public. Every little thing counts, and God knows them all.