




Hard to really imagine that it has been 4 years since the day we were told that our son Conner was going to die. 4 years since my world blew up right before my very eyes. 4 years since a part of my insides died. 4 years ago today I became a different person.
I wish I could truly say that my memories of that day had faded - but I remember every small detail of that day - even down to what I was wearing. The day started off pretty normal with the exception of taking Conner for his eye appointment. Can you seriously even imagine going for an eye exam and learning that you were going to die? Well - that's exactly what happened. I was alone with Conner - and had to call Carl and tell him what she thought was wrong with Conner. I remember trying to explain to him what Tay-Sachs was over the phone - and his reply was well - "cant they do surgery?"
No - of course was the answer - no surgery, no nothing. There is not a worse thing for a parent to hear than - "NO TREATMENT and NO CURE". It's how I would imagine it would be to feel paralyzed. Because that's just how I felt, paralyzed. I didn't know how to continue - how to you go from that moment to resuming your "normal life" You see, because our life was not normal anymore.
My boys were 18 months apart in age and it was how I envisioned my life - married, white picket fence - 2 boys and a dog. I had no idea how my would would really turn out. The burden I carry every moment of every day. The sense that part of my family is missing. It's even as simple as a family picture - for the rest of my life, we will never have a complete family picture - because our son Conner will not be there.
I do try to stay positive and most of the time I feel like I do a really good job, but today, "diagnosis" day is and still is the single worst day of my life and one that signifies heartache and loss for me. Conner was diagnosed at nearly 8 mos old - and we did have a lot of genuinely valuable time with him leading up to his diagnosis and even after - and I am so thankful for that time - but I simply wanted more. I wanted to watch him go to kindergarten, learn to play sports, graduate high school, and get married one day - and Tay-Sachs took all that from me.
I can see soooooo much of Conner's personality in Avery and that does help me to remember him in such a special way. It has been almost 3 years since Conner's death and I still and always will, miss him tremendously. As I said before - he is part of my heart and soul, forever!!! We love you and miss you Conner!!!!! I hate Tay-Sachs disease!