The Optimistic Angel

The Optimistic Angel Keeping A Light for Kallie
Happy! Smile! Hey!

05/07/2026
Sacred.Where the darkness meets the light.Where chaos meets calm.Where time lingers on, yet goes by in a flash.Where doi...
02/07/2026

Sacred.
Where the darkness meets the light.
Where chaos meets calm.
Where time lingers on, yet goes by in a flash.
Where doing something feels desperate, yet doing nothing feels like giving up.
Where we wonder if today will be the day, and exhale when we get one more.
Where we learn every body fails, yet feel more alive than ever.
Where we hold our breath while we count their last.
Where we beg for relief, but not wanting it to end.
Where we want the precious gift of more time, but we're met with the reminder there will never be enough.
Where the cure is comfort, and the rules no longer apply.
Sacred.

Kallie,I miss this magic. I miss your spirit. I miss your enthusiasm for the smallest of things. Here you are. Your body...
12/19/2025

Kallie,
I miss this magic. I miss your spirit. I miss your enthusiasm for the smallest of things. Here you are. Your body being ravaged by cancer. And here you. Standing tall, living in the moment, and the simple pleasure of enjoying something someone gave you out of the kindness of their heart to ensure you had the most magical holiday season. This picture shows so much of what cancer stole from you. And also so much of what you'd never let it steal. It continues stealing so much from us. Little micro moments. Things we never saw coming and never imagined grieving until they hit you right in the chest. When I dreamed of being a mother I never in my wildest dreams thought I'd be mothering three from the other side. I don't talk about the others much. I'm not even sure I've ever even felt the magnitude of their loss. Too many other things swirled around their losses. And not that they are any less important. Or loved. But you, you were tangible. I touched you. I held you. I dried your tears. I held you close and sang to you when you were happy...and when you were getting your pokes meant to keep you here with us for as long as possible....and as you took your final breath taking you from us. I got to know your personality. I got to hear your laugh. All I have to grieve of the others is the idea of who they would be. But I think that's why the idea of them is surfacing even more now. Because we are getting farther away from you too. And all we have is our imagination to dream of how it would all be different. How we would all be different. Every life task Kora completes feels like a phantom pain. A haunting feeling this happened before. Except it didn't. But it should have. How would life be different in this alternate universe? Where we had all our babies born from our bodies and from our hearts? Lights would twinkle a bit brighter. Our smiles would reach past our eyes. Our home's love would be palpable in all the empty spaces. I thought the hardest thing I'd ever have to do was long to be a mother with empty arms with only the thought of an existence. Because that in itself is pure torture, absolutely excruciating. Instead, I still sit with empty arms with that longing as well as the longing of having you. Growing taller. Getting smarter. Guiding your sister. Being our Happy! Smile! Hey! hype girl always. Instead, we're left with always craving your presence, your magic, your happy. The misconception grief, loss, and missing you gets easier the farther we get from you is a complete myth. I'll miss you and love you forever in a million different ways, old and new, every single day.
Love,
Mom

There's a lot to say about the magic experienced yesterday at the 4th annual Fight Like the Dickens  This year we honore...
11/09/2025

There's a lot to say about the magic experienced yesterday at the 4th annual Fight Like the Dickens

This year we honored Erma Clark and her family. This precious girl is battling neuroblastoma and her family needs every bit of love and support we have to offer. We are proud and excited to announce the raffle alone raised a whopping $8,300 for this incredible family. The silent auction raised an impressive $725 to total $9,025 for this family. And this number doesn't even include Erma gear and beer sales. This money can't fix what this family is enduring, but it can provide them with one less thing to worry about and allow them to stay together as a family throughout Erma's treatment.

✨️✨️✨️RAFFLE WINNERS LOADING.......✨️✨️✨️
STAY TUNED as we reach out to five lucky people to announce they are winners this week.

We'll also be reaching out to the SILENT AUCTION WINNERS this week to let you know how you can collect your winnings.

💛💛💛💛 THANK YOU 💛💛💛💛

This event was a huge community effort and we couldn't have done any of it without the love and support from each of you.

A huge thank you to ALL the sponsors, everyone that showed up, and everyone that helped out. Your continued generosity never ceases to amaze us. None of this would've been possible without every single helping hand.











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Thank you Clark Family for sharing this beautiful girl with the community. Thank you Gnarly Barley for allowing us to be a part of this and shine Kallie's light in the childhood cancer community.

✨️ Auction items are LIVE ✨️Get first dibs on these amazing items. All proceeds will benefit Erma, a brave neuroblastoma...
11/07/2025

✨️ Auction items are LIVE ✨️
Get first dibs on these amazing items.

All proceeds will benefit Erma, a brave neuroblastoma warrior we're honoring at tomorrow's Gnarly Barley Brewing Fight Like the Dickens event

https://givebutter.com/c/Twmx5E/auction

11/04/2025
🎗💛✨️Raffle Time✨️💛🎗
10/17/2025

🎗💛✨️Raffle Time✨️💛🎗

Fight Like the Dickens 2025: Honoring Erma is raising funds online with Raffle Creator!

10/17/2025

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