Team Crosby Show

Dear Family, Friends and Fans of The Crosby Show,

Have you signed up to join The Crosby Show at the Great Strides Walk benefiting the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation on Saturday, May 16th?

To register or simply show your support for our team, please follow this link:

Great Strides - The Crosby Show

Lance, Crosby and I appreciate everyone's past support in our fight to make CF stand for Cure Found! We hope that you all will again support us this year.

As parents of a child with a devastating disease like Cystic Fibrosis, we feel a duty and responsibility to fight this disease with everything in our power. I know we ask quite a bit from our friends and family to help support us. We are extremely grateful and recognize the generosity of all who constantly answer the call to help.

It is not easy to call, write and email people, asking them to donate, walk with us and show their support. I don't like to do it, but it pales in comparison to all that Crosby and other CFers have to do in a day that they don't like.

Crosby looks like a normal, healthy 18 month old baby. What most of you don't see is the hours that we spend on a daily basis administering medications and doing different therapies. You don't see him fight and cry twice a day every day when we have to force him to stop playing in order to do his bop to keep his lungs clear. Instead of visiting with friends for cookouts and birthday parties, we stay home to avoid exposure to germs. He cries when I leave him to run errands on the weekends (my only 2 full days with him) because we are afraid of the vast array of things that he could pick up from a shopping cart in January.

People always ask me what they can do to help. What we need the most is a cure for CF. I don't want Crosby to have to face what this disease can do as he gets older.

I'm asking for your support this year as we walk for a cure. 

I'm asking you to sign up to walk with us and to share our story and fund raise with us. 

I'm asking for you to help us find the cure for Cystic Fibrosis. 

The walk in Little Rock this year is Saturday, May 16 at 8:00 am.  Ask your neighbors and friends if they will support you in supporting us. Raising money to support the search for a cure is the only way that we will get what we want - a life free from Cystic Fibrosis.

If you can join us in our efforts this year, please visit the Great Strides Website to register for a walk near you. Make sure you register under team The Crosby Show. I will support you however I can in your fundraising efforts. 

If you are unable to join us in our fundraising this year but want to make a donation, you can do so by visiting our Great Strides Page. We truly appreciate you taking time time to read this note and any and all support that you can offer.

Saturday, May 16th at 7:00AM

The Little Rock ZOO

Great Strides - Cystic Fibrosis Foundation

Still Gone

Always remember there is nothing worth sharing like the love that let us share our name.

{Avett Brothers}

Easter, 1983: Cindy, Mom, me, and Daddy

Today marks two years since my Dad passed away. These weeks and days leading up to this particular anniversary have been hard. I can so easily close my eyes and get back to that very place I was two years ago. I can remember every single detail of his last months, weeks, and days. I go back to how I felt, what I ate, where I went; I can literally recall EVERY detail leading up to the night my entire world crumbled around me. Sometimes having the ability to remember so well is not a gift, because you relive the pain over and over.

Two years out, it’s hard for me to write this because I immediately want everyone to understand that my days are filled with good things, wonderful things, wife and mother things. I am lucky. And I know it. My life is full. But I have guilt in that fullness and that guilt begs the question: how can my life be full, even though his is over?

I have a dear friend who lost her dad while she was still in college. She has said on occasion that while she would have never chosen for her dad to die, looking back she can now see God's hand in all of it. I wrestle with that because while I long to have that kind of peace with my own father's death, I desperately want to argue with God on why taking Dad before Crosby was born was not such a good idea after all. I have to remind myself to let go, and let God. I will get there, I am just not there yet. 

Speaking of Crosby, sometimes he looks at me with these eyes that immediately remind me of my dad. Like, there he is, staring back at me in the flesh. I am immediately taken aback and left speechless in the moment. I scoop him up and hug him tight and in his Crosby-like way, he squeezes me back with all his might. It's like he knows. And for a brief second, comfort and peace wash over me. 

There really is nothing worth sharing like the love that let us share our name. The bond that God gives a family is never constraining or limiting. Even in death.

Sandy Lee Sanders

1947 - 2013

Daddy: To the Moon.... and Back.

Love,

Your Princess

This photo of Dad was taken in 1949:

Sandy LEE Sanders

And this is a photo of Crosby at 18 months old, wearing the same jeans and jean jacket:

Crosby LEE Smith

Dad would have loved this. My Mama saved this little outfit, gave it to my mom, who saved it for me and before Crosby was born, she wrapped it up with a card that said: To: Crosby, From: Pappy and Great Mama.