Welcome to the World Baby Beau

UncategorizedJuly 03, 2017

We are thrilled to announce the new addition to the Hall Family - Beau Elliot, born Saturday 24th June 6.29am weighing an impressive 9lb 6oz!

We are all smitten with him and our only wish would be that his big brother could be here to give him a big cuddle.

Mummy has been snap happy as she repeats her mantra "You never get these times back".

First stop, visiting Skye's grave where the boys enjoyed a 'fidget spinner' hunt and gave Beau a BST babygrow!

Could you be this brave?

UncategorizedJune 12, 2017

Oxfordshire Business Awards and BBC One Coverage!

UncategorizedMay 05, 2017

Feeling rather relieved today as we are so close to our final fundraising target and the amazing accolade of becoming finalists for the prestigious Oxford Business Awards might just help us hit our total! All we need now is for local businesses to recognise the incredible effort and massive strides Blue Skye Thinking is making in the world of Children's Cancer.

We have not been placed as finalists in one category but TWO!!

Many congratulations to Special Effect and Sobell House, great to see our name amongst such wonderful organisations!

It doesn't stop there...

Tune into BBC One at 4.30pm today to see much loved BBC presenter and antiques expert Jonty Hearnden, buy and sell rather interesting items on 'Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is' raising funds and giving a plug for his chosen Charity - guess who??? Watch again on BBC iPlayer

If anyone is considering doing a Summer Ball or big event where a charity auction would fit in well, I can highly recommend Jonty. He is helpful, honest and a really good sport when it comes to auctions. He can also provide his own bought in art such as PIcasso and Dali limited editions which always bring in a profit -providing you run the event for us of course!!

Must go as have just been scammed for a double buggy purchase I have just made to accommodate our new arrival - paid in full and it never arrived. They have apparently sold the second hand buggy several times over - why are some people so dishonest when the gooduns like Skye receive such a terrible fate - I just don't get the world sometimes....

Mother's Day

UncategorizedMarch 26, 2017

It would seem fitting on this Mothers’ Day, to share with you the lovely news that we are expecting our fourth child, due in June this year. We consider ourselves very lucky to be able to treasure and nurture a new life and very much hope that Skye’s vision and values will rub off on his siblings, despite not being able to be the amazing big brother he would have continued to be, had he lived.

Jesse is very excited and has been telling Flynn that he will now not only have two big brothers but also a little brother or sister to play with too. Another bitter-sweet day ahead, desperately wishing my first born was able to bounce into the bedroom with a cup of water and burnt toast with his little brothers. Thankful too that I did get a cup of water and burnt toast! Jesse is the most thoughtful chap - he not only made a card from himself but also 'helped' Flynn and Skye make one.

I have been giving a great deal of thought lately to women so desperate to experience the wonder of becoming a mother and to be allowed the honour and experience of unconditional love towards a baby of their own. I too would like to pay tribute today, to an amazing lady and who was also Skye’s Paediatric Oncology Consultant, Dr Sheila Lane, who is the programme director and clinical lead of Oxfordshire’sFuture Fertility Trust.

Did you know that ten young people under the age of 25 are diagnosed with cancer every day. Eight will be cured; one of these eight will become infertile as a result of their treatment and will not be able to have their own children. Being told that the treatment required to eradicate their cancer could cause infertility, can be overwhelming and I can only imagine the sadness that news like that can bring to one’s heart.

The Future Fertility Trust, was set up by a team of doctors, researchers, and tissue bank specialists, who offer a comprehensive ovarian and testicular tissue cryopreservation service for the young. They see and advise patients from the earliest point of diagnosis for a wide range of conditions, and give advice on appropriate fertility preservation options before, during and after chemotherapy and radiotherapy treatment.

They offer hope, and THAT, is a wonderful gift. If you want to learn more about their fascinating and quite wonderful work, please follow this link: http://www.futurefertilitytrustuk.org

Here's to HOPE this Mother's Day xxx

What To Say And What Not To Say To The Grieving Parent

UncategorizedJanuary 16, 2017

We strive to be compassionate and have the urge to help the broken hearted. Why is it then, that so many comments feel more like a punch in the stomach rather than their intended source of comfort?

I used to be every bit the person I now try to avoid, desperately trying to find a ‘positive’ in any given situation. Society is not equipped to know what to do and say in times of utter despair and grief. For the most part we hide it and take the ‘stiff upper lip’ approach. Why?

Grief can flummox the most eloquent – even having lost a child myself, I still sometimes struggle to know what to say to other parents who are facing life without their child. Don’t let your own personal discomfort keep you at arms length. It is so incredibly isolating and while we may need to be withdrawn and physically alone, the only thing worse than suffering, is suffering without understanding or acknowledgement. Don’t give up on us however hard we make it. We do need your love and support.

A beautiful boy we had the pleasure of getting to know while we were on the ward with Skye, died last week. Even now, I realise that there are simply so few words or actions that can offer comfort. My gift to his family is sharing the following advice for others who they may know, so that they may feel surrounded by love and not to feel even more pain by unintended but hurtful comments.

1. Don’t’ say I CAN’T IMAGINE WHAT YOU ARE GOING THOUGH – Try!!!! Real empathy is the best thing you can offer someone who is hurting because when you really empathise, you are much more likely to say the right thing!

TRY: Keeping empathy in your heart and mind at all times. It is the key to everything that might come out of your mouth!

2. Don’t ever say AT LEAST or BE THANKFUL. "At least he is not suffering any more... at least you have another child." Before you tell a grieving parent to be grateful, ask yourself which of your children you could live without?

TRY INSTEAD: "I miss him too, I remember when…."

3. Don’t say IT WILL GET BETTER IN TIME. Don’t assume we are grieving for our own loss. The child's loss is the greatest and no amount of time will give them the life they should have had back.

TRY: "What do you need most TODAY?" "How are you doing TODAY?"

4. Don’t be SCARED OF SEEING US UPSET. By mentioning their name, you are not reminding us they died, we did not forget! We desperately and fiercely want them to continue to have an effect on those who knew them, and that they always have a place in everyone’s heart and mind just as the living do – is that too much to ask?!

TRY: Sharing a memory you hold dear. Not just once but for years to come. We can’t make new ones like you can, but you can bet when you share one of your child, it will trigger a memory of our own. Be one step ahead of us and be the first to share your own memory of our child.

5. Don’t force us to MOVE ON. You may think willing us or telling us it is time to do this will somehow make that happen. Although this may make you feel better to see us moving on, just as a mother of a 2-3month old child, after all the attention and support has subsided and they are left with the reality of daily life, we are acutely aware that life for others around us has of course moved on, but comments like that help no one other than the person saying them. If you think no one says this, I can’t tell you the number of parents I know, that have heard those very words. This is the surest way of making the person you are wanting to help, feel like you have twisted a knife in their already broken heart and you are likely to lose all faith they had in you forever. Never, never say it! Ever! We have lost the most precious person in our entire lives. We have already had to ‘let go’ of someone we would have given our own lives to keep, so the only thing we have left are their memories and our endless love for them. Please don’t ask us to move on and let that go too.

TRY: "The love you have for your child now, will be as strong forever. I would like to be here for you every breath you have to take separated from your child, if you will let me?"

6. Don’t turn New Year wishes into POSITIVE NEW BEGINNINGS. This time of year is already super tough but to receive positive sentiments for the new year such as “We hope 2017 will be a much happier one”. It is just cruel.

TRY: "I am thankful for you and your beautiful child who will stay in my heart throughout 2017 and the years after. Wishing you much strength for the year ahead. You are loved.”

7. Don’t ASSUME PEOPLE SHARE YOUR BELIEFS. By all means share your thoughts on faith if asked, or at the very least, acknowledge that what you are about to say is your own personal belief. The blanket “HE/SHE is in a better place" is only a comfort if you share those beliefs, otherwise it can be interpreted as ‘their child was not best off with them'.

8. YOU NEED TO PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER AND BE THERE FOR YOUR OTHER CHILDREN. If someone you knew had just had major heart surgery, you would be telling that person to take it easy and focus on themselves first. Grief is like having major heart surgery. Don’t make a grieving person feel any worse by suggesting they are neglecting their children because they are grief stricken. They probably feel guilty enough. Encourage us to help ourselves first, so we can then be in a better position to help others we care about.

9. Don’t keep things SUPERFICIAL. It may seem like you are doing us a favour, what we really need is someone who is willing to let us be real and to have someone who isn’t afraid of talking about the tough stuff. Take your lead from them. By all means offer a ‘lighter’ evening if that is what is required but don’t push for that too hard. Real healing comes from some of the heavier conversations.

10. IS THERE ANYTHING I CAN DO? Grief consumes the immediate and controls the mind for future planning. Better to offer specific help.

TRY: “I am going to the supermarket, can I pick up milk, bread?" "Can X come and play this Tuesday morning?" "Do you need help with that project?" "I could do… It would be no bother."

11. THEY WOULDN'T WANT YOU TO BE SAD. When you love deeply, you grieve deeply. We need to be sad; we can’t not be for someone else’s sake. Using our dead children to put even more pressure on us, is a platitude which doesn’t work.

12. EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON. I can’t believe I am even having to add this onto the list! No it doesn’t! Not everything in life is logical. Children should NEVER die before their parents.

TRY "Your child’s death is a tragic, terrible loss to the world, it breaks my heart, I am sorry, there are no words!"

Next time you speak to someone who is going through utter hell, instead of trying to make yourself feel better by showering them with positivity, stop, put yourself in their shoes, acknowledge how hard things are and NEVER forget their beautiful child. You are much more likely to provide that tiny fraction of comfort you were hoping for.

Credits

Thank you to Jeannie Page (photo), Christy Heitger-Ewing and mums from Kamran's ward who have travelled the same road and been subject to similar comments. Your help with this has been invaluable.

Navigating Christmas after the Loss of a Child

UncategorizedDecember 11, 2016

Christmas means many things to many people these days! New, well-marketed traditions are here to stay whether we want them to or not, but it is up to us as individuals to continue to live our lives how we want to, true to our personal life values rather than feeling pressured into keeping up with the Jones’.

One of the most wonderful aspects of Christmas, is that it‘s often a time when families make the effort to come together. Needless to say, when someone you love is then absent, for whatever reason, the stark reality hits you during this time of ‘togetherness’ like a knife through the heart.

It feels like there is no escape for us, music in supermarkets pound out “All I want for Christmas is You”, School Nativity plays are cast with one less Shepherd, the empty stocking lies in a box, never again to be hung out for Father Christmas. It has, for us, now become a time of year, where we have to pull out all the stops to create a magical and hopeful environment for Jesse and Flynn, but that does mean supressing our building emotions of desperation and loss. I can only imagine that this must be the same for a great number of other people who are not ‘living the dream’ at Christmas time and our hearts go out to you. I recently saw two Christmas T-shirts in shop windows, one which said “I Want it All”, and the other “Do Nothing this Christmas”. These are certainly not the values we wish Jesse and Flynn to grow up with / nor the ones Skye held.

As a family, we have our goals, and we cannot lose focus until they are reached, but we would never want our friends and supporters to feel we were pressurising anyone into our cause. I say this on the back of a school ground conversation I had with a mum the other week where she was exasperated by "yet another charity day", and the hassle of having to find a Children in Need outfit and to donate £1.

Jesse - age 5 - Elizabeth's Footprints Children's Intensive Care Unit

Skye - age 4 - Children in Need

I don’t suppose I was quite the sympathetic ear she had hoped for, as I have always felt it incredibly important for schools to promote a ‘caring for others’ attitude that we wish our own children to adopt, and I for one feel glad when a fun event can be coupled with doing some practical good! The money for bringing about change comes from these very type of events. The amount of luxury purchases made at Christmas just highlights how we can all find a bit of spare change if we are motivated to do so.

What Andrew and I have discovered over the past two years is that fundraising is a tough gig! It takes an inordinate amount of energy, courage and bloody mindedness to keep things afloat and we would like to take this opportunity to thank each and everyone one of you who have stood by us in one way or another most sincerely.

Happy Families - Skye and his cousin - Christmas 2011

We very much hope that passionately sharing our new found knowledge, of an area which has been neglected for so long, sharing Skye’s humour, good natured spirit, and will to help other children, is what drives you to continue to walk with us, especially at this difficult time.

Please don't ever stop thinking and talking about Skye, we love seeing his name included in Christmas cards. It means so much!

We would like to share with you a video which we have held back until now as we were worried some may find it distasteful but it was a very true to life snapshot of how we all tried so hard as a family to keep silliness in our hearts and minds in order to enable Skye to giggle and laugh just as a child should do. We hope it makes you laugh too this Christmas….

First Day of School

UncategorizedOctober 10, 2016

My heart goes out this time of year, to all the mums having to hand over their precious children into the care of ‘big school’. We have all summer together, willing the date to get nearer, to be able to field some of the “why” questions, desperate for more time on our hands without having to be the soul provider of entertainment, knowing they will love making new friendships, devour new information and begin their journey of independence and growth. Why then is it so incredibly hard when that day finally arrives?

Of course there are the obvious worries about how our children will cope; Will they remember where the toilets are in time? Will they have a happy day and meet a nice friend? Will they like the cooked dinner and eat something? Will they be brave enough to speak up if they need something? Add to that a great big dollop of selfish feelings about how we feel. Oh come on, its true. I hate this defining moment when you know your child is growing independent and will ultimately leave you to discover a life for themselves and of course that is what I will encourage every step of the way but it doesn’t make it less hard.

I feel I owe Jesse a lot. What he has had to witness and cope with for over half his life now has not been the carefree, innocent, happy and exciting world I wanted to create for him. One day he was happily playing with his big brother in the garden, the next, a life separated from us all having to live with Granny much of the time and hospital visits ending with his inevitable howls echoing the corridors when it was time for him to leave. Jesse has been deprived the social life he craves. He is desperate to make friends with children his own age and I have made it my number one priority to make sure he has my full support.

I have been very proud of myself and tried to blend in with the school parents, performing my best 'jolly' persona to date. "Smile", I tell myself every few steps.

Walking to school each day with Jesse (who is still somewhat reluctant), I get flashes of Skye constantly. Memories of his excited face when we bought his new school shoes and writing his name in his brand new book bag all come flooding back. Seeing the older children running to school with their older siblings, knowing that Skye should be with us, holding Jesse’s hand or bumping him into hedges and playing tag on the way in. My heart is so heavy (smile). Jesse feels it too and while I believe he enjoys making new friends and comes running out at the end of the day with a big grin on his face, each morning however he gets very worked up at the thought of leaving us for a whole day. He said he wished Skye could be at the school with him. Skye, (with my help) has been writing Jesse little notes and leaving them in Jesse's shorts pocket for him to read at school to make him feel less alone. Please tell me it gets easier?!

To finish, I would love to share this snap of Skye on his first day at school where we visited his class just for a short time. He boldly stuck up his hand, insisted I march him to the front of the class where he wanted to do demonstrate the purpose of his school swimming hat. “It goes on like this,” he said “and it keeps your hair from getting wet in the pool, well, it would if you had any which I don’t, ha, ha.” I will never forget it – what an amazing attitude.

Jesse has already seemed to have captured the hearts of many of the girls in the class so he must have picked up a few tricks from his big bro!!

Cake Smash for Baby Flynn

UncategorizedSeptember 15, 2016

Guess what?

It’s Flynn’s Birthday!

One whole year old.

It has been a happy day today.

Awoken by Jesse (and Skye) telling Flynn the significance of the day and he just grinned as he always does. Skye still features heavily in Jesse’s make believe world and he is often telling us that Skye has hopped down for a play. I don’t worry about this as Jesse is an incredibly sociable chap and had no problem making live friends too.

Andrew and I always find ‘special days’ some of the hardest to cope with but I am getting better at hiding what I feel for ‘the greater good’ and of course determined to make each day as good as I possibly can for J and F.

Cramming the day with activities is always good way to occupy one’s mind and musical statues seemed a good way to start. Skye won of course but apparently Jesse has picked him to be on his team so they both needed a prize ;-)

For anyone wanting to know what this is… well it is the aftermath of a cake smash! It all came about because I was telling Jesse how Granny had made me a telephone cake when I was young and I had picked up the receiver to try to make a call. He thought this was so funny and said he thought Flynn would definitely try to pick up his ‘ball’ cake. Not wanting to miss a photo opportunity, we nipped to buy a piece of plexiglass, placed the cake and Flynn on it then snapped away. You really must try it – so much fun!

Why the plexiglass you may ask? Well not only is it supposed to contain the mess, (it didn’t,) but gives a beautiful reflection so little grubby feet and crums of cake are highlighted in the glass which makes for a stunning photo. Flynn was a little confused at first weather to tuck in or throw it but did repeatedly say the word “bawll” so certainly knew what it was supposed to be. He is obsessed with all things spherical and had a good day surrounded by balls of all shapes and sizes. I had fun too, I feel very lucky to have such engaging little people to share my time with. Now all I have to tackle is Jesse’s 5th Birthday in a couple of weeks, which he has announced he would like themed on ‘minitaure’!! Well at least the cake should be easy!!

Last but not least, will be celebrating the birth of our dear Skye, who would have been eight years old on 5th November. This year we have decided to host a Firewalk Event and celebrate Bonfire Night in a rather special way. To find out how you can join in or sponsor us, check out the Firewalk page of the website.

Sweet Birthday Dreams Ball Boy!

I Dreamed A Dream In Times Gone By

UncategorizedAugust 29, 2016

Ring-A-Ring-O-Roses / Early Symptoms of a Brain Tumour

UncategorizedJuly 29, 2016

Three years ago today my little boy was sick in the morning for the first time. For the rest of the day he was right as rain. I re-live that day over and over again, thinking I should have known somehow that there was something very wrong.

Skye was diagnosed with acid reflux and was treated for this mis-diagnosis for two weeks. It was only due to seeking another GP's opinion and the fact that we were becoming worried that he wasn't improving, we insisted upon seeing a specialist paediatric consultant at our local hospital. Skye was diagnose fairly quickly but I have heard time and time again that children were not being diagnosed until they arrived at hospital with very sever symptoms at A&E. He did not suffer from headaches and I remember telling him to "look ill" while we were waiting in the doctors surgery as I was worried we wouldn't be taken seriously.

Brain Tumours are the leading cause of cancer deaths in children, and the UK is slower than other countries at spotting the signs. We need to change this and by providing practical resources to help parents and doctors I hope this will go some way to save and improve lives. I am really not intending to scaremonger, just to act as a reference and to inform parents and professionals what to look out for as it has been understandably playing on my mind today. As you can see from the video below just a couple of week before Skye was diagnosed, he was not a child who looked like he had a deadly tumour lurking and growing at tremendous speed.

The irony of the children's nursery rhyme Ring-A-Ring-O-Roses, makes me roll my eyes and shake my head every time I watch it but Jesse loves to watch himself having such innocent fun with his big bro so we thought we would share it with you to enjoy too.

HeadSmart is a campaign which is aimed at educating parents and GP's in the hope that it will will save and improve lives. If you would like to find out more information please visit www.HeadSmart.org.uk (Symptom cards can be requested for GP surgeries and local Schools).

SYMPTOMS INCLUDE:

*Persistant / recurrent vomiting

*Balance / co-ordination / walking problems

*Abnormal eye movements

*Behaviour change, particularly lethergy

*Fits or seizures (not with a fever)

*Abnormal head position such as wry neck, head tilt or stiff neck

*Persistant / recurrent headache (over 5 years)

*Blurred or double vision (over 5 years)

*Delayed or arrested puberty, slow growth (over 12 years)

If your child has any ONE of these, see your doctor. If TWO or more, ask for an "urgent referral".

With thanks to HEADSMART CAMPAIGN

Time To Move On

UncategorizedJuly 22, 2016

If you are reading this particular blog post then I have had the courage to publish it rather than just keep it hidden away.

I may just need to rant, but I was so upset today. I am glad in a way because it has made me have a long hard think about why I take comments about “moving on’” and “deserving some happiness” so badly. They are intended to comfort, but for me have the opposite effect.

I am not in the least bit surprised that people who pluck up the courage to talk to someone who has suffered some kind of horrific event get nervous and perhaps come out with well meaning clichés. I would firstly like to personally thank those people for having a go, you hearts are quite obviously in the right place. The problem is, trying to enforce someone to think positively who is still in shock and feeling such raw emotions will sadly only serve to direct their rage at you or themselves (I am the latter).

Today had been a good day. When I say good, I should clarify what this feels like. Have you ever skipped a meal, and felt so hungry that although you can still function, conscious or unconscious, there is something nagging away at you constantly? It distracts you from what you want and need to be doing. A feeling that makes you edgy, with a short fuse and actually possibly even crazy until you have fed the hunger and returned to ‘normal’. The problem with grief is that there is no snack, no meal great enough to calm the heart and the mind so it is there, always, a constant feeling you have to learn to function with as best you can, but always lurking even during ‘good’ times.

I felt joy when I took baby Flynn and Jesse for a walk to some local woods. It was a simple and peaceful time with nature. Jesse is such good company, as Skye was, and we chatted much of the way. I encountered an overwhelming feeling of wanting to give him the life I had dreamed of for Skye and had a rush of feeling brave enough to take him to watch Daddy umpire a cricket match at school later in the day, remembering how much fun Skye had had, as a four year old watching the big boys and serving the half time orange slices.

Skye age 2 years

After a Charity appointment I had to keep, sun shining, I joined Jesse pitch side and started throwing him some overs. It wasn’t long before I got ditched by Jesse, in favour of the ‘big boys’ who were obviously more cool to practice with. Flynn and I sat playing, minding our own business when I was joined by some other spectators. The conversation should remain private but although I felt I had had a very constructive day for the family and for the Charity, I must have ‘dropped the ball’ at some stage during the conversation because the phrase “you really deserve some happiness” and “one mustn’t live in the past” were said. I usually attract these comments more if people sense my sadness and respond by trying cheer me up I suppose, so in public, I try to sound cheerful as best I can to avoid these kind of comments.

I used to be a ‘fixer’ too, a glass half full person, and I would love to still think like that but I have been changed. When someone says to me “it is time to move on” or “one can’t dwell on the past”, I think the only person actually benefitting, is the person saying it because it makes them feel better, willing to see you happy again. It is very natural to want to help ‘fix’ someone who is in pain but this is NOT the way to do it. It takes as long as it takes to heal and maybe I never will. How about this for a late night analogy - allowing a fragile egg to stay safe, warm and away from danger so it can hatch and a chick emerge, able to walk by itself is surely much better for it than rolling the egg down a hill because it will get from a. to b. faster but most likely crack on the way?

Back to the Cricket - as you can imagine, I smiled, didn’t reply and politely made my excuses to leave. I took three wrong turns on the way home and burst into floods of tears when I made it back to the sanctuary of our home.

Of course, I know I am over sensitive and I project what I think others may think of me far, far too much, but I take these comments as an indication that I am failing to do what I ‘should’ be doing. I really am trying to be a better person and I disagree with the saying “put the past behind you” because the past is what shapes the future good and bad. Every day I fight internal feelings of such hopeless loss and pointlessness of living but actions speak volumes too. I am trying so very hard to bring about positive change with our Charity and it takes a massive amount of time, energy and effort to rally supporters to help with fundraising events and encourage people to engage with Blue Skye Thinking. I am not sitting at home, withdrawn and cut off from society however appealing that is. I am fragile however, and have every right to be, because I defy anyone who could watch their own child die in their arms cope any better than us. Let us be sad when we need to be sad –please. Support us but don’t try to ‘fix’ us.

We all know the saying ‘one gets what they deserve’. Of course no one would ever suggest that Skye ‘got what he deserves’ but saying to us we “deserve some happiness” always makes me feel upset, guilty and angry. I have come to the conclusion that actually no one "deserves" anything, good or bad. We can work hard and strive to achieve goals or adopt a more passive approach in life, neither being right or wrong. I still believe in being pro active, but sometimes life events unfold that are out of our control and are certainly not a case of whether we deserve it of not. What do you think?

Perhaps in future, if you find yourself wanting to say "you deserve...." to anyone who is grieving for a loved one through death or even for the end of a marriage, try replacing it with “I would dearly like you to be able to find space for some happiness in your heart”.

Truck Festival 2016

UncategorizedJuly 19, 2016

Aim Skye High

UncategorizedJune 16, 2016

Today Blue Skye Thinking is launching a very special ‘Aim Skye High’ appeal to ensure we continue Skye’s legacy and help more children with cancer across the UK.

Through our work supporting research and treatment of childhood brain tumours, we want to ensure that all children diagnosed, will have a better chance of survival and a better quality of life post-treatment.

Our inspiration is Skye, a boy who refused to let the biggest cancer killer of children curb an incredible energy and imagination. His ambition to shoot for the moon drives us, and the groundbreaking research we're helping fund. Together we're bringing fresh thinking and great inventiveness to new and better treatments of childhood brain tumours and we need you, to support us in this mission.

This mindset is at the heart of our fundraising. It started with Loom to the Moon and it’s continuing with Aim Skye High, our new fundraising initiative for 2016.

Our target is £50,000. It sounds conventional enough, but our approach is

anything but. We're asking people to each think of a new and very different way to raise money, be it a few pounds or very many.

We want people to Aim Skye High: your fundraising ideas should be a little crazy, a touch unconventional, and really original. It could be something that no one’s ever thought of or done before. Or it could be a new twist on an old favorite: hold a Garden Party inside or shave off half a beard. All we ask is that you add your creativity and inspiration.

Why? Because it will demonstrate the power of blue sky thinking; because the more out of the box it is, the more talked about it will be; and because it’s exactly what Skye would have done.

The campaign will run until April 2017. We’re hoping that more and more people find more and more inventive ways to raise money as the year progresses. And that the result is a snowball of originality, creativity and achievement, that benefits those who take part as much as our charity.

Where will your money go?

Relapsed brain tumours carry the most devastating prognosis – fewer than 10% of children who relapse following current therapies will survive. We would like to fund a three year Post Doctoral research position at the renowned Northern Institute for Cancer Research, specialising in pioneering work on the biology of relapsed brain tumours in order to develop new targeted treatments. Having already raised £150k towards this new research project, we are already three quarters of the way to success, but need everyone’s help for the final push to raise the last £50k.

How to Help?

There are lots of ways you can support our appeal.

Donate Directly

www.blueskyethinking.org/donate

Text UPUP52 £3 to 70070

Send Cheque payable to Blue Skye Thinking

Plan your own 'Skye High' Fundraising Event

Use free Fundraising Pack

Link to Just Giving / Aim Skye High Appeal

Tell us so we can cover your story in the local paper

Volunteer

Help us with our in house fundraising events. Your skills are invaluable to us. From serving food at festivals to managing Instagram. WE need you!

For more details visit Volunteer for us

Walk On

UncategorizedMay 30, 2016

My, She Was Yar

UncategorizedMay 22, 2016

We promised a happy post and here it is. Yesterday proved, once again, to be an incredibly emotional day, but one that filled us all with a great deal of pride as we witnessed the unveiling of the newest addition to the Abingdon School Boat Club's fleet. When we were first contacted to say that the boys had decided to name the new boat after Skye, it was slightly overwhelming. Just a week before Skye's diagnosis, he and I had made a trip down to the Boat House to watch the boys training. He loved being on the water and to be able to follow the boys up and down the Thames on a launch brought him a great deal of joy. Back in 2012, we had also attended the Henley Royal Regatta Finals day together as a family to watch the Abingdon crew win the Princess Elizabeth Challenge Cup for the 2nd year running. Skye was on the bank chanting ABINGDON! It made him feel so proud to be part of the celebrations.

Captain of Boats, Tom Digby, spoke about Skye and how he had inspired the boys throughout his illness and about their desire to remember and honour him. The Abingdon School Boat Club flag was then drawn back to reveal Skye's name and before the boys took it out onto the Thames, it was dowsed in the obligatory Champagne.

I managed to hold my emotions in check (just), to thank the boys for their kindness, and that we as a family felt so humbled, grateful and privileged that Skye had been honoured in this way.

The Time Has Come To Say Goodnight

UncategorizedMay 10, 2016

Skye is discussed in Parliament Debate on Brain Tumour Research

UncategorizedApril 19, 2016

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UncategorizedApril 16, 2016

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We are glad to hear @Number10gov is going to address #BrainTumourDebate. The tragic fate of #SkyeHall cannot be allowed to repeat itself

In Westminster Hall this Monday 18th April 4.30pm, there's a debate on the Petitions Committee report into the issues raised by e-petition 105560 which many of you signed, on funding for research into brain tumours, led by Helen Jones. The report found that brain tumours are the biggest cancer killer of children and people under 40, but that research into them has been underfunded for decades. As a result, the committee concludes, survival rates for brain tumours - unlike those for many other cancers - have improved very little in the last 30 years.

It has taken brain tumour charities almost 15 years to reach this point. Let's not waste it now! If you know someone who has been affected by a brain tumour please ask your local MP to attend the debate in Westminster and if they can't, to sign the EDM 1082 http://www.parliament.uk/edm/2015-16/1082. We are not asking for the world, just that the distribution of cancer funding is apportioned appropriately.

Skye died due to side effects, which were not able to be shared quickly and efficiently among paediatric consultants due to NO DATA COLLECTION SYSTEM for standard treatment protocols being in place in this country. He had the most common of all brain tumours. This is fundamental and must be addressed to prevent future deaths. We are supporting the Children's Cancer and Leukaemia Group (CCLG) in implementing a data collection system, but they will be requiring long term funding which should should come from Public Health England not from small charities struggling to make a difference. We will continue to play our part and fundraise, but we need to be met half way by the current Government.

To watch the Petitions Committee discuss the initial report in Westminster on Monday 14 March, please follow the link to the Parliamentary TV coverage.

For a short extract of David Cameron's comments in Parliament prior to Monday's debate Click Here

Sorry for the political tone of this blog post but we live to improve the future for children who face death well before their time and simple measures such as a data collection system will go a long way to helping prevent future tragedies.

Template Letter for your local MP. Feel free to use all or parts of this template letter to send to your local MP over the next few days / weeks.

We love and thank you all for your continued interest and support for our family. Wish us luck for Monday!

National Siblings Day - Huffington Post

UncategorizedApril 11, 2016

When a child dies, the attention is thrust upon the child no longer here, but what of the siblings left behind?

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When Skye was born, he developed into the perfect big brother he was destined to be. A natural leader, Skye was over the moon when he learned he was to become a brother at the age of 3, clearly stating he would "send a girl baby back". The whole family were overjoyed when baby Jesse arrived, a little brother for Skye to nurture, guide and love.

As the two of them grew, the bond between them was palpable. Jesse would gurgle and laugh, beaming at almost anything Skye did and said. Skye lavished kisses and bear hugs on his best friend, always looking out for Jesse, and felt it his duty to supervise and moderate any unwanted attention from other children.

As they became older, dressing the boys in the same outfit offered a way for other parents not to take too much notice if one was being overly exuberant with the other, by means of immediately enabling them to deduce they were siblings! Jesse, who has always taken the matter of 'fashion' very seriously, would wake and check to see what Skye was wearing so he could follow suit as best he could.

The day when they were torn apart is a day never forgotten. After a morning playing superheroes on the climbing frame in the garden, Jesse stayed at home with Daddy while I took Skye for a hospital appointment to rule out why he had repeatedly been sick in the mornings. After a CAT scan, Skye, aged 4 years, was diagnosed with a brain tumour. He was admitted to hospital immediately and for the following year received numerous operations, chemo and radiotherapy to try and cure him. The loving safe home they once knew was taken from them and they were to spend the next year living, for the majority of the time, apart. Jesse used to adore his hospital visits but his cries would haunt the hospital corridors when it was time to leave and he asked repeatedly when Skye would be better.

Although Skye became physically frail, he was mentally strong and used to live out his physical life through Jesse, watching him play and encouraging him to do things that he, as a paraplegic, could not. Jesse still takes off his shoes and socks whenever we go down to the south coast and runs on the beach saying he is "doing it for Skye".

It was incredibly hard to witness, but fills me with such pride that these siblings developed such a strong bond in what was actually such a short time they had together. Towards the end of Skye's life, the treatment had made him a tetra paraplegic so was completely unable to feed himself and was back in nappies just at a time when his little baby brother was learning to use a potty. The tables had turned and now it was Jesse's turn to feed his brother and care for him as one would a newborn. Skye remained the hero to look up to, and carried an air of dignified authority to his very last day. Jesse, the dutiful soulmate sitting beside him on his bed playing a little pink ukulele, gently singing a self composed song about "Two brothers in a bed".

The days, weeks and months following Skye's death were incredibly strange and confusing for Jesse, aged only 3 years. A book called 'The Invisible String' was one he wanted to read repeatedly, which is about how, no matter where we are, are all connected with invisible string which we can pull when we want to feel close to those we are not near physically. It is hard to know exactly what thoughts go through a young child's mind when they lose their sibling. They are the closest person to themselves in every way, so it must feel like losing part of your soul.

Skye lives on in our household. A year and a half on, Jesse still talks about him every single day. This can take different forms, either from an imaginary conversation with Skye to the more extreme, adoption of Skye as a new persona. He has, on more than one occasion said "My name is Skye today and you need to do everything you did with Skye, with me. Then you won't miss Skye any more."

Jesse is very able to socialising and adores other children. But while on holiday, he does comment that he would be having more fun if Skye were with him to play with, but then shows amazing empathy and continues to say "but it is more sad for Skye".

The day arrived 6 months ago when Jesse became a big brother himself. The immense sense of deja vu when he sheepishly popped his head round the hospital curtains to visit his new sibling was beautiful and heart breaking all at the same time. Just like Skye, Jesse had been quite clear on the desired sex of his sibling. He however, wanted a sister, claiming he already had a brother, just one he could not see any more. We all held our breath when Jesse was introduced to Flynn and of course the two were inseparable (after all the buttons on the hospital bed had been played with of course!)

Although Jesse is now to take the position on earth as the big brother, he does not consider himself so. When tiny Flynn began to cry in his little maternity cubical cot, Jesse, in alarm said, "Oh mummy, he's crying, I don't like him crying". I explained that because he couldn't talk yet, it was his way of trying to tell us something and asked Jesse what he thought that might be. He answered quite sincerely "I think he is crying because he knows he will never meet his big brother Skye."

For more information about Children's Brain Tumour Charity - BLUE SKYE THINKING and the work it is doing, please visit www.blueskyethinking.org

Follow Sally Hall on Twitter: www.twitter.com/blueskyethink

Oxford Guardian's - Charity of the Year

UncategorizedMarch 30, 2016

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We are glad to hear @Number10gov is going to address #BrainTumourDebate. The tragic fate of #SkyeHall cannot be allowed to repeat itself

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