02/13/2026
Vincent is EIGHT!!!
I can't explain how miraculous that statement is. And unless you've been here for a long time, or you know ATRT, you can't comprehend it either. He made a bit of dramatic entrance into this world. He was born 2 weeks early, the doctor told me I wasn't in labor and they would be likely sending me home just a few minutes before she examined me and realized that he was in fact on his way into this world. Even after I told them how fast Mina came, they didn't believe me. He has been proving doctors wrong since the day he was born.
When Vincent was 4 months old and diagnosed with two ATRT brain tumors, we were told he had a 10% chance of survival and a life expectancy of 12 months. Each time he relapsed that percentage widdled down and when he was diagnosed with secondary t-cell lymphoblastic lymphoma there was no hope and no expectation that he would even survive treatment.
But here he is, turning 8 years old. Walking, talking, going to school, playing with friends, loving construction vehicles and dinosaurs, adoring Mina, being a daddy's boy, and showing the world that miracles happen. 8 years is like 3 lifetimes in the world of ATRT. That sounds insane, and it is, but it's the hard reality of this disease. Most kids with ATRT don't make it to their 8th birthdays. I will never understand why Vincent had cancer (and there is no explanation that I would accept) but I will also never take 1 day of his life for granted and I will be grateful for every second of it.
When he was born 8 years ago I knew he was going to change my life, but I didn't know how many other lives he was going to touch and how much hope he was going to bring to so many others.
Happy Birthday baby boy, you are the best of everything in this world.