Tribute to Cameron
Forever part of our hearts, and the guiding light behind Healing with Cam.
On July 5th, just days before his 20th birthday, my son Cameron left this world in a tragic accident at Lake Mead. He was surrounded by friends, living exactly the way he always did... fully, freely, and without hesitation.
His passing was sudden.
There are no words that adequately describe what that kind of loss does to a person, to a family, to the air inside a home. Life has never been the same. It never will be.
But Cameron was never someone who did anything halfway, and apparently that includes leaving.
He was funny in the way that caught you off guard, witty in a way that made you think for just a second before it landed and then you could not help but laugh. And that smile. That smile lit up every room he walked into without him even trying.
He was strong willed in the way that made you shake your head and love him even harder for it, because Cameron was going to do exactly what Cameron wanted to do and he was never going to pretend otherwise.
He did not have a competitive bone in his body, except when it came to his sister, and even then it was the kind of competition that came wrapped in love and probably ended in laughter. He made everyone he met feel seen, feel welcomed, feel like they mattered. That was just who he was. He could not help it. Bold, curious, and kind, with a wide open heart that drew people in and made the world feel like a little more interesting place just because he was in it. He had just moved into his first place, excited and ready for everything adulthood was about to hand him. He was just getting started.
And yet.
Cameron’s presence has not faded. Not for me, not for his dad who loved him with everything he had, not for his sister who was his best friend, not for anyone who had the privilege of loving him. His warmth and his humor still live in the people he touched. He shows up in quiet moments, in unexpected memories, in the feeling that comes over you when you least expect it and you just know he is close.
For me, Cameron is not a memory. He is a presence.
A guiding, loving, unmistakable force that walks beside me in this work every single day. Not replacing the ache of missing him. Nothing replaces that. But reminding me, over and over again, that love does not end.
He made sure I knew that. And now I get to spend the rest of my life making sure you know it too.
Forever loved. Forever missed. Forever part of every step forward.
How It All Began
Five days after Cameron left us, on what would have been his birthday, I had a near death experience that changed everything.
I came back with gifts I had never asked for and a message I was told I would return to deliver. I was told I would come back and bring messages to people. That this was the purpose that everything I had been through in my life was leading up to.
What began as a desperate longing to stay connected to my son became the doorway into the work I was always meant to do. Cameron did not just leave a hole in my heart. He cracked me open wide enough to step into who I was always supposed to be.
This work carries his name because it carries his love. He walks beside me in every reading, every session, every word on this page. He is not gone.
He is the reason I know, with every part of me, that love never ends and that we have so much support from the other side to help us make sense of our lives.