Nina and Connie’s Journey of Courage and Community at Red Door

Graphic of a mom and daughter holding hands with the quote "I love you, Mom... I don't want you to go." Nina, Age 10.
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Nina is a bright and expressive 10-year-old who joined Red Door Community shortly after her mother, Connie, was diagnosed with metastatic ovarian cancer. Her advanced intellect and communication skills often set her apart from peers, resulting in bullying and social isolation. Red Door quickly became a haven where she formed meaningful friendships and received support for both school challenges and the emotional strain of her mother’s illness.

Connie participated consistently in a support group at Red Door while working full-time to maintain the family’s health insurance. As her condition worsened and she was forced to stop working, she asked Red Door to facilitate a family meeting to help prepare Nina, her husband Joe, and her sister, Angela, for what lay ahead. The first part of the session focused on clarifying Connie’s prognosis to Joe and Angela and outlining her final wishes, including her desire for Nina to continue attending Red Door after her passing.

Connie shared that she was on her final, ineffective treatment. Though the family struggled with balancing hope and reality, they made heartfelt promises: Angela would walk Nina down the aisle if Joe disapproved of her future fiancé (who would ever be good enough for his daughter), and Joe committed to finishing home improvements to provide financial security. Connie also addressed advanced directives, hospice care, and long-term support for Nina. When Nina entered the room, visibly anxious, she shared her understanding of her mother’s illness: “One level above bottom.” She asked a series of practical, tender questions—from who would pack her favorite school lunch to who would take her to soccer practice. Eventually, she broke down, clinging to her mother and crying, “I love you, Mom… I don’t want you to go.” Connie held her close and gently reassured her that she would never be alone—her father, aunt, and Red Door would always be there.

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