Welcome to Georgia's Journey

Georgia Lily Lucas was born at home on October 6th, 2008 4:15am, in Winnipeg, Manitoba. She was diagnosed with SMA (Spinal Muscular Atrophy) on April 1, 2009.

On April 3rd Georgia was taken home, to be near her sisters and the rest of her family and friends. Nearly three weeks later, on April 21, 2009, she died peacefully -- in the loving arms of her mother and in the same room in which she was born.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Cinnamon Buns Changing the World

Yesterday, my friend Krista took 50 of my mom's homemade cinnamon buns and a bunch of awareness ribbons and brought them into her work. She asked $1.50 per cinnamon bun and$1.00 a ribbon. She arrived here yesterday with $174.00 for Unite for the Cure. Wow! Krista told me that the ladies in her office were pretty excited and I'm thinking that they must have been! Thank you so much Krista and all of the men and women who supported our effort. Thanks of course, to my mom who made all of the cinnamon buns from scratch. They will be available at the fundraiser next weekend as well.

One more week! We look forward to seeing you all there!

Love to you all,


Thursday, September 24, 2009

Coming Together

The last week has been quite tiring but things are definitely coming together for Georgia's Journey of Hope. Ticket sales are quite good and the t-shirt sales have been great. I feel the need to clarify some of the information on the t-shirts. The toddler sizes come in pink and blue. There are also youth and adult sizes in a variety of colors. I have ordered a few more ladies long sleeve tops in chocolate brown because several people have been asking about them. The toddler and youth shirts are being sold for $15, the adult shirts are being sold for $20 while the long sleeve shirts are being sold for $25. All proceeds are being donated to Unite for the Cure.

I haven't been doing much blogging lately as there aren't enough minutes in the day to get everything done. Calla came down with a bad cold a couple of days ago. For someone in perfect health this would be no big deal but she is asthmatic. We spent a lot of the night before last up with her working on her breathing. We avoided the emergency room and today she was feeling much better. The thought of taking her into Emergency actually had me sick to the stomach. It has never been a bad experience with Calla. In the past she has received a ventolin treatment and then we have left. The last time I was there however, I was with Georgia. Watching Calla struggling to breathe has always been difficult but now I find it torture.

I let her go to school today because she did seem significantly better and it was picture day but I had my cell phone next to me at all times. I even debated calling the school at one point to ask how she was. Wow! I really am starting to feel crazy! Did I mention that the school is across the street?! Can't really get much closer!

It has been another long day and despite the fact that there is more fundraising stuff to do and there is a load of laundry waiting to be folded, I think that I may take a break and watch Grey's Anatomy. The PVR is all set up and it is my favorite show! In fact, it's kind of the only show that I really watch. I'm kind of excited now!

Love to you all,


Monday, September 21, 2009

The Littlest Big Girl

Not so long ago my mom, also known as Grandma had two girls. They were originally referred to as her little girl and her baby girl. That was until the baby didn't want to be called a baby anymore and the little girl insisted on on being called a big girl. This worked out okay for Grandma because she was blessed with yet another girl that she referred to as her baby girl. Somewhere along the way however the little girl no longer wanted to be referred to as being little and Grandma had to improvise. The little girl is now called the littlest big girl.

Today the littlest big girl started her first day at pre-school. She proved that indeed she was a big girl as she ran off to the painting centre and waved good-bye to mommy without a second thought. It was mommy who shed the tears out in the parking lot. The littlest big girl was off to school and the baby girl had disappeared 5 months ago. Mommy was left alone. And, while mommy was so proud of the littlest big girl and so happy that she was able to run and to learn with her friends she couldn't help but wonder why she was left alone...

So proud of you Maya! Your smile always melts my heart!
Love to you all,