Welcome to the website honoring Cameron Averitt Bobbitt.
Cameron was an amazing little girl who died on January 19, 2006. She was truly one of the most precious people to ever walk this earth. As her parents, we will never be able to express the loss we feel now that Cameron is gone.
Even though Cameron was only five years old when she died, she loved to read books and share them with others. In December 2006, the family and friends of Cameron started a book club in her honor. This book club was inspired by her grandmother, who is a reading specialist.
We initially received over 200 books just by word of mouth. On the one year anniversary of Cameron’s death, we personally donated many of these books to schools, hospitals, libraries, and medical clinics. Many people from places that received books collected new books and sent them to us. This has allowed us to continue to provide books for children who otherwise might not have them. It is our hope that in receiving these books, children will share in the legacy of the joy of reading the way that Cameron did.
If you would like to help continue the book club, you are welcome to participate. Please purchase a book appropriate for a child of any age and send it directly to Cameron’s parents, Susan Averitt and Derrick Bobbitt.
If you or someone you know needs children’s books, please let us know. We would love to provide books to schools, clinics, churches, or other organizations that involve children. Reading with children is a way to help them learn to read, discover lessons about life, and feel loved.
Thank you so much for your interest in the book club. Enjoy your reading!
Sincerely,
Susan and Derrick Bobbitt
April 15th, 2008 by susan
I have been trying to figure out why I am so tired. I could sleep away the day if I had the chance, only to wake up tired again. My brain works overtime at its job of protecting me from myself. It is exhausting. I realize that I constantly think around Cameron. I grieve peripherally. I have never had the will to submerge myself in thoughts of grief, reminders of Cameron, or simple memories. I avoid! I think there is a part of me that is ready to delve. But the rest of me pushes that part of me away– far down into the depths of my soul. And the energy required to keep it there is getting greater– harder to maintain.
Sometimes I can’t decide what I want to eat. This is not a new problem for me or anyone. But I want something good, something satisfying. I can’t think of anything that will taste good enough to make me feel the way I want to feel. There is no food, no drug, no event, no book, no words of encouragement. There is nothing that satisfies my soul, nothing that satisfies this empty hunger inside of me.
Blah, blah, blah. I get bored with myself and my thoughts. I know they seem so depressing and repetitive. I just don’t know how to change the cycle. I am too afraid to look inside. I circle around this shell of myself that walks around pretending to be me. I miss me. I miss the absence of the emptiness inside. I am not whole. I don’t know if I can be without her, knowing that I’ve lost her. My precious, wonderful, angel of a girl, who left too soon!
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