Austin Bradley

So, there is this nephew of mine, that if his dad and mom would give him up, I would take him! He is probably the best kid I know! Well, Last Saturday, he had a very severe asthma attack. And ended up in the ICU in critical condition. I should post the whole story, but I am pretty darn sure that there is no way I can type it out without drowning my keyboard in tears and ruining my water damaged computer even further. Since I am not an awesome Blogger like my sisters (and all the rest of you out there) check out my big sister, Jessica's blog, and for a little more info, check out my little sister, Ashley's blog. If you want a real tear jerker, head on over to my side bar and click on the link that says Danny and Alicia. Read her blog entitled "Benefit".

It has been probably the longest week of my life! Austin is a fighter. Tiffany (his Stepmom) said the dr said it was the worst case of asthma he had ever seen. I have held his hand, watched him try to tell my mom he loved her.

I also watched my two little girls go into a scary hospital room, give handmade, all by themselves cards to Jennifer, hold Austin's hand and tell him that they "love him more than he love's basketball!" I also saw the tears come out of his eye's when they told him that.

I have to say out of all that has happened, my testimony has grown. I would've never thought that one awesome boy, would bring a whole town to their knees. Austin did. Austin has helped everyone's testimony and faith grow. This town has sported gray shirts for Austin for Asthma Awareness. Kids have missed sports luncheons because they were fasting for Austin. Facebook pages have been made to pray for Austin, tons of posts have been posted on Facebook for people praying for Austin and supporting him. Texts messages have been sent, phone calls have been made. Conversations have been overheard at High School Volleyball games in the town of our "Rivals" saying they were praying for that Bushman boy!

I am proud to be that Bushman boys Aunt. I love him like he was my own little boy. I guess he isn't very little anymore (15 years old,6 foot 1). I am greatful that I get to be a part of his life. Because by me knowing him, it makes me want to be a better person!

So, if I need to drive to Flagstaff 3 plus times a week to stand in a little hospital room and rub his big feet, hold his big hands, and tell him how much I love him, I'm going to do it. And I will keep on doing it until he can come home to all the people that love him! Including me, because, like I said, I would take that boy as my own anyday!


I love you Austin Bradley! Keep on Fighting!!