Hero Daniel

My second Littlest Heroes Project assignment was Daniel. His mom contacted the Project when he was in the ICU after having been in cardiac arrest for an hour and 42 minutes. He is 4 years old. This was his 8th cardiac arrest.
Daniel has a chromosomal abnormality that has resulted in many problems, including a disorder called Panhypopituitarism. He was not expected to survive more than a few days after he was born, so his family just takes things one day at a time. On the phone, his mom tells me that he is blind. He is mentally impaired. He doesn’t have full control of his movements.

Knowing all of this before the shoot, I mentally prepared myself to photograph a dying child. And I wondered how they could fight so hard, again and again, to bring him back to life knowing each time that they are fighting against a terminal disease. And then I met Daniel. And he scooched over to me and stared very intently at me and gave me a little grin. And for two hours he played jokes and played catch. He tussled with his brothers and snuggled with his mom and giggled with his dad. And in the end, as I was finishing up the paperwork with his mom, Daniel climbed into my lap and wrapped his arms around my neck. As it turned out, this wasn’t a session to mourn a dying child, this was a session to celebrate a child living.

Cracking up!

Cracking up!

Hero Daniel

Hero Daniel

Happy Hero

Happy Hero

Heartbreaker

Heartbreaker

The Littlest Heroes Project

I might have mentioned that I was accepted as a photographer for The Littlest Heroes Project back in January. It is an amazing organization that coordinates portrait sessions for children with serious illness at no cost to their families. I have had two sessions so far, and it is such a tremendous experience to meet these Heroes and their families. My first was Gabe. He will be three in June. He was diagnosed with leukemia just after his first birthday and will have to continue his chemotherapy for another year. He is such a trooper, and he has these big, dark, serious eyes that just melt my heart. And then he chunked a bristle block at my head and cracked up laughing and reminded me that cancer or not, he is a two year old. Thank goodness.

armed with bristle blocks!

armed with bristle blocks!

flying bristle block!

flying bristle block!

I could get lost in these eyes

I could get lost in these eyes