Who would have ever guessed that when Daxon turned
17, his year would have so much adventure attached to it.
A few months after this picture was taken he was in the hospital
because he and his cousins made a dry ice bomb which exploded and a
piece of it went into his leg. Shortly after that, he started a long
journey with a craniotomy to remove infection in his brain. After 10 weeks, he FINALLY
had the PICC line removed this week.
Over the last few months,
I have witnessed miracle after miracle take place in this boy's life.
I believe the Lord has great things in store for him and his future.
Daxon has never had any sympathy for people being sick.
He has always just said "it's all in your head." (interesting his health scare really was in his head LOL!!!)
"Change your thoughts and you can change how you feel" has always been his motto. The few weeks before he ended up in the hospital he tried to make himself feel better. He went to a Rascal Flatts concert one night and the next day he was so sick. He went on a bike ride one day and it really knocked him out. He kept saying, I think I need to work out more so, he would try to do the Les Mills video and he just couldn't understand why he couldn't make himself feel better.
After the doctors found a reason for the way
he was feeling, he did not let that give him a reason to lay around sick.
He was of the mind frame lets fix the problem and move on.
I think his thoughts played a big part in his recovery.
The few times he did get discouraged, I noticed it was the times he had no
control over the situation. . . things like being stuck in the hospital, or not being able to drive.
Situations like when you have to be able to get out of bed before getting a catheter removed, did not discourage him. It just gave him
a goal and he was going to accomplish it as soon as possible.
I hope he never loses that strong determination and drive that is in him.
For his birthday on June 3rd, we went to Nitro circus.
It was so much fun.
We loved watching all those crazy people.


I feel blessed by the many tender mercies that have come to pass in Daxon's life, and our whole family's life because of him, these past few months. I am thankful for Daxon's example to stay positive, work hard and not be discouraged even when things don't work out the way he had originally planned. I am thankful to be his mom. I am thankful for the many hours we have been able to spend together these past few months. After Riley left on his mission, I was feeling a little overwhelmed at how quickly my children were flying out of my home. How is it possible that Daxon is a Senior and would be leaving at the end of this school year as well. It sounds weird, but I found myself almost missing Daxon. I knew graduation was coming quickly and I wanted to slow time down somehow. As parents we want our children to grow up, go to college, serve missions and be successful adults. It is a wonderful, exciting thing to be a part of. We want them to grow up and move out!
Still, moments come that we know those things are coming quickly and man, it pulls the heartstrings.
Before surgery, Daxon was never home. He was always going with friends, working, and hanging out at other places. The events of the last few months have truly slowed time down somehow. They are not the events I would have ever wished for in order to spend more time with him. Funny, life does not ask permission, it just kind of happens and we get to decide how to respond... I will take those many priceless hours with Daxon and I will be thankful for them.
I love you Daxon!