The Mighty Quinn

04/15/2026

Well, that was a night for the core memories! A mighty thanks to and the for giving Maggie this amazing opportunity to interview she was on cloud 9 & is now available for any future interviews you need🤣 & thanks to Jeremy for being such a great sport!

Thank you also to you are a gentleman and we appreciate you coming to meet us tonight! Of course we can’t forget who made Maggie’s night by recognizing her & thanks to for trading way too long broken jaw stories with the Mighty Dad.

We also got to see our girl and Quinn’s BFF Blades & gotta say-this was a great night combined with a Bs win…we’re onto the playoffs, Let’s Go!!!!!!

imagine this being part of your own Olympic highlight reel…how incredible are you?! 🥰😍

04/13/2026

4/12/2025, the day we left our heart, the Mighty Dad in Ireland. This flight home was heartbreaking for me, particularly because Quinnie had never seen me cry, not like that. Maggie had, too many times at too young of an age. When Quinn was inpatient in 2019, I would cry every night when I would lay him to sleep-but he never knew.

We had been in Ireland for 4 nights/5 days,arriving with Jarlath in a coma, leaving shortly after he had woken up. I had run on 3 hours max sleep during that time. We hadn’t quite figured out how we were going to get him home, we just knew it desperately needed to happen as soon as possible. In leaving Jarlath in Ireland, I knew there was a good chance we might not ever see him alive again.

When we left him at the hospital in Dublin, there were so many red flags, the main one being that when he was moved from the ICU, he was moved to a floor for pulmonary patients, not a unit specifically for neurological issues. The brain tumor was still there and the level of medical care I knew he should have, was not being given.

Prior to leaving him at the hospital, a doctor explained to him “he had a mass.” Again-heavily medicated, he didn’t understand, until I looked him in the eye and said “you have a brain tumor and it’s probably cancer-we need to get you back to Boston-I’m working on it.”

It has been a year and when I look back on this week, so many things break my heart, one being that our kids, Maggie especially, have become so accustomed to trauma that they just went along with it, Dad in a coma, us three at the Dublin Zoo, smiling and laughing. The other was this flight home to Boston, I released days of “fight mode” & fear mode kicked in, I sobbed and the entire time my boy, kept asking me “are you ok Mom?” He was so worried, he had no idea why I was crying-he had no fear, hospitals & hospitalizations were totally normal for him, he had no clue this wasn’t normal or that we didn’t know if Dad would survive to get home to us.

Thank God he did & thank God for Massachusetts General Hospital & a surgery I am grateful has given us 365+ days to keep on fighting.

04/07/2026

One year later and some Mighty Dad thoughts for a change.

04/04/2026

Props to Big Sister for agreeing to come with Quinnie to see the Easter Bunny this year! Last year, Easter was a blur, forever ingrained in our memories. Last Good Friday, the Mighty Dad was being medically flown from Ireland to thanks to John Fish of and Dr. David Ryan, President of MGH Cancer Center. We are forever grateful for their intercession.

This year, we are together for Easter and thank God for that, that we get to be together. I’m also grateful both my kids have retained their sense of humor through all of this🤣

03/24/2026

Well, I’m no Radiologist, but at this point in my Mom-cologist education, I can report that Quinnie’s MRI report shows NO new growth or disease!!!! I have not talked to his neuro-oncologist yet, but we’ve read enough of these reports to know if we have anything to worry about or not.

God is truly in this boys story, he’s growing, getting stronger and just knocking down all the “standard” expectations they set for him. He still has his challenges but he approaches each and every one with a smile on his face. We get summer…bucket lists will be made and crossed off!

Thank you all for the prayers and encouragement and for pushing us not to give up, we are so grateful for all of your support!

03/23/2026

7 years…of scanxiety. I should be sleeping but sleep escapes me. Our Mighty Quinn has a surveillance MRI in the morning and well, it never gets easier. I know all the cancer warrior parents and patients understand this.

I do allow myself to think it, but not often because I don’t think it’s any good to anyone, but having just come off the Mighty Dad’s MRI last week, to having Quinnie’s tomorrow, it’s surreal to think both the lads in my life that I love so much have or are battling brain cancer. I don’t know if I will ever understand that.

So, I’m going to give it to God and go to bed and try to sleep…please add Quinnie to your prayers and thoughts tomorrow and pray for stable results 🙏🏻

03/23/2026

7 years…of scanxiety. I should be sleeping but sleep escapes me. Our Mighty Quinn has a surveillance MRI in the morning and well, it never gets easier. I know all the cancer warrior parents and patients understand this.

I do allow myself to think it, but not often because I don’t think it’s any good to anyone, but having just come off the Mighty Dad’s MRI last week, to having Quinnie’s tomorrow, it’s surreal to think both the lads in my life that I love so much haven’t are battling brain cancer. I don’t know if I will ever understand that.

So, I’m going to give it to God and go to bed and try to sleep…please add Quinnie to your prayers and thoughts tomorrow and pray for stable results 🙏🏻

03/20/2026

The Mighty Dad is on day 1 of round 6 of his second line of treatment for today and it also happens to be St. Joseph’s Feast Day. What a powerful day to start!

Our mighty friend Mother Olga always says “no coincidence-only God Incidence.” We had no way of knowing when he would begin this round and it was just a little over a month ago we were visiting praying, for a miracle.

God shows up in so many little ways for us that it’s hard to ignore. So, whether you are Catholic and pray, or not, this is the Memorare of St. Joseph prayer and if you are inclined, please say it tonight and ask Saint Joseph to intercede on both our lad’s behalf. If you do not pray or aren’t Catholic, send a positive thought to us and all the mighty cancer warriors fighting the good fight. Thank you as always

MEMORARE OF ST. JOSEPH
Remember, O most chaste spouse of the Virgin Mary, that never was it known that anyone who
implored your help and sought your intercession was left unassisted.
Full of confidence in your kindness,
I fly unto you and beg your protection.
Despise not, Oh Guardian of the Redeemer,
My humble supplication, but in your bounty,
Hear and answer me. Amen.

03/19/2026

LOVE this shot by our Mighty friend Maia Kennedy Photography 🥰🥰🥰

2026 South Boston St Patrick's Day Parade

Photo by Maia Kennedy Photography

03/19/2026

4th MRI in a row with shrinkage💪🏻

Yesterday was a long day, of tests & appointments, but we are happy to report that Saturday’s MRI showed continuing shrinking of the cyst in the tumor cavity. We are overjoyed with this result and hope this next round of chemo is the one to kill the cyst and get rid of it forever! 🙏🏻

It’s a huge relief, but a temporary one, as our Mighty Quinn has his surveillance MRI on Monday to make sure his disease is stable🙏🏻

We are truly so grateful for all of the encouragement and prayers sent our way and ask you to continue to pray for both our Mighty lads as we continue to fight brain cancer🙏🏻💛🎗️

03/17/2026

I know I share this every year, but I think it needs to be shared. I sum it up with “if a friend is need do what you think will cheer them up.”

This was during Quinn’s first battle with brain cancer in 2019. The Mighty Dad being from Ireland and me, being of Irish descent always lived it up for the “high holiday.” But, this year we were impatient with so many unknowns on the horizon, we were terrified of losing Quinnie.

Then as he always does, our mighty friend of called us up and said “me and Chuck are going to stop in before our gigs.” They had such a busy day, but in they came, mandolin and all and gave us a piece of home and a bit of St. Patrick’s Day, in a hospital room.

We are so grateful to friends who are like family and all of for always finding a way to brighten any of our bad days. We hope we never have to return the favor, but we will continue to try and pay everyone’s kindness forward any way we can.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day to all of you! Lá fhéile bríde shona duit!

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