Meet Henry

Meet Henry

Henry's Story

Henry Leland Seretta was born on April 14, 2014. This little monster invaded our hearts even before he was born. He was a completely healthy and happy baby, until he started getting an ear infection and colds in mid-October. We finally got rid of the ear infection, but the cold symptoms never fully disappeared. Over the weekend of November 8 & 9, Henry got significantly sicker. He was admitted to Children's Hospital in Omaha on November 10, 2014, and was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia on November 11, 2014. He fought hard for nearly two weeks, before passing away on November 22, 2014. This blog depicts our journey through the grief of losing Henry. If you would like to read more about his medical journey, you can visit his CaringBridge page. More photos and community posts can be found at our Hope for Henry Facebook page. Thank you for sharing this journey with us!

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Many emotions!

It has been a busy and emotional weekend! Yesterday, we were one of over 50 families honored at Sammy Superheroes' Glow Gold event in Columbus, Nebraska. It was humbling to see all of the yellow shirts throughout the event...the large number of parents, kids and siblings affected by childhood cancer. Some of these families were still fighting, others, like us, were families of angels. Regardless, cancer has touched all of our lives.

Today, Tim and I attended The Compassionate Friends Omaha chapter annual brick dedication. This took place at the Angel of Hope memorial at Boys Town. We had a brick made for each of the boys. As a family with a new brick, we had the opportunity to share a little bit of our story with the other families, all of whom have been touched by the loss of a child. It was a beautiful ceremony, in which we all could say the name of our child(ren) we are missing.

Even though we were honored to be a a part of both of these events, I have felt more angry this weekend than I have lately. I almost feel as though I skipped the anger stage earlier, and am now coming back to it...with a vengeance. I love seeing, saying, and hearing my boys' names...but I am angry that I see their names on grave markers, memorial bricks, and angel signs. I am grateful to have the opportunity to honor and remember our boys, but I would so much rather be busy raising them.  However this anger, and the accompanying sadness, makes me ever grateful to have support from both the families affected by childhood cancer and The Compassionate Friends support group.

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