Tina, Jeff, and Griffin
want to let you know
that sweet Brody took his last breath on earth
at 12:41 pm today.
Brody was thirteen.
He and his family live in my neighborhood,
about four blocks west of me.
Last June, his family received the horrible news
cross country runner,
and Lego builder extraordinaire-
had a brain tumor.
He had surgery, then went through any number of procedures,
but the news just kept getting worse and worse.
A couple of weeks ago, the family heard
that the tumor was spreading rapidly
and the end was near.
On Monday, Brody died.
I didn't know Brody well.
Really not at all.
I actually met him once last summer,
shortly after he was diagnosed,
when his dog got out of the yard
and chased Rooney and I down the street.
when the news went out last summer,
Brody wiggled his way into my heart.
Like everyone else in the neighborhood,
I wanted to do something.
Tina's best friend, Jamie, coordinated the neighborhood response.
I bought gift cards to restaurants,
a fancy Lego architecture set
and a Nintendo controller for his birthday.
I prayed for Brody when Rooney and I walked past his middle school,
and when I drove past Dahlia Street,
which I do every time I leave the neighborhood.
Today, I can't stop thinking
about Brody's family.
I'm thinking about Jeff, a physician's assistant,
and Tina, a yoga instructor,
and Griff, Brody's older brother and best friend.
how a family moves on
after such a huge and terrible loss.
My heart is breaking for them.