At first, no one suspected anything serious. In September 2015, three-year-old Nolan Scully developed what looked like an ordinary cold. A blocked nose, some discomfort, difficulty breathing that seemed temporary. His parents, Ruth and Jonathan, did what any loving parents would do: they monitored him closely, gave him medicine, reassured themselves that it would pass, and trusted that time would heal something so familiar.
But time didn’t heal Nolan. As days turned into weeks, his breathing became more labored and the medications brought no relief. The congestion worsened, his discomfort grew, and a quiet fear began to replace reassurance. When doctors finally looked deeper, they uncovered a truth that shattered everything Ruth and Jonathan thought they knew. The blockage in Nolan’s airway was not a lingering cold—it was a tumor.
Nolan was diagnosed with rhabdomyosarcoma, a rare and aggressive form of childhood cancer. The word alone felt unbearable, but the reality behind it was even worse. The disease was resistant to treatment, unresponsive to early interventions, and frighteningly fast. Despite rounds of therapy, the cancer continued to spread, quietly at first, then relentlessly throughout his small body.
As Nolan’s condition declined, Ruth made a decision that would later touch millions of people. She chose to document their reality—not to seek sympathy, but to show the truth about childhood cancer. One of the most haunting images she shared showed Nolan sleeping on the bathroom floor. He was terrified of being separated from his mother, even for a moment. When she showered, he stayed as close as he could, afraid that letting go might mean losing her. The image resonated deeply because it revealed what statistics never can: fear, love, and a child clinging to the only safety he knew.
After several rounds of treatment, Nolan grew weaker. The cancer spread throughout his body, and doctors explained that once it reaches this stage, survival rates drop dramatically. Hope narrowed, not because his parents gave up, but because reality demanded honesty. Nolan’s body was tired, but his spirit remained astonishingly strong.
When he was taken to the hospital for the final time, Nolan had not eaten for days. He vomited constantly and struggled to keep even small sips of water down. His parents stayed by his side, watching, holding him, trying to give comfort where medicine no longer could. In those quiet hospital hours, Ruth sat close to her son and spoke to him gently, acknowledging his pain and telling him that he didn’t have to fight anymore.
What followed was a moment that would forever define Nolan’s story. Instead of fear, his face filled with happiness. He told his mother that he had been fighting for her. Even at three years old, Nolan believed it was his job to protect her, to stay strong so she wouldn’t hurt. When Ruth explained that the only way she could keep him safe now was in Heaven, Nolan accepted it with a peace that no adult could fully understand. He spoke about going to Heaven to play and waiting until his mother joined him, as if it were simply another adventure.
In the days that followed, Nolan slept most of the time. His parents considered taking him home for one final night, but as they prepared to leave, Nolan squeezed his mother’s hand and reassured her that staying in the hospital was okay. Even then, he was thinking about what would be easiest for her.
On his final night, Ruth asked Nolan if she could take a quick shower. He agreed, asking that someone sit with him and that he be positioned so he could still see her. She stood at the doorway, told him to keep looking at her, and promised she would be right back. Moments later, she rushed to his side, climbed into bed, and placed her hand gently on his face.
That was when something extraordinary happened. Nolan took one last breath, opened his eyes, smiled at his mother, and told her he loved her. At 11:54 p.m., as Ruth softly sang “You Are My Sunshine” into his ear, Nolan passed away. He woke one final time not to cry, not to beg, but to give love.
Nolan Scully was only three years old, yet his life left a mark far greater than most ever will. His story is not just about cancer or loss. It is about courage, selflessness, and a child who showed the world that love can be stronger than fear, even at the very end.
Supporting the Briercliffe Family: A Journey of Strength and Love.2849
Hello, and thank you for taking the time to read this story. Today, I am introducing you to the incredible Briercliffe family and their beautiful, brave baby girl, Laney.
On October 8, 2025, Will and Savahna Briercliffe welcomed their precious daughter, Laney, to the world unexpectedly. Laney was born at just 33 weeks, weighing only 4 lbs 11 oz. Her birth was a whirlwind, and just minutes after her arrival, the NICU team from Masonic was called to Wyoming Hospital to transport her to another facility where she could receive the specialized care she needed. Savahna, still recovering from childbirth, had to wait hours before she was able to be transferred to be with her newborn daughter.
The first few weeks of Laney’s life were filled with uncertainty, as the family navigated the challenges of being in the NICU. The care team worked tirelessly to keep Laney comfortable and supported. She was placed on a CPAP machine to help her breathe and was given pain relief through an epidural. Multiple x-rays were taken to assess her internal developments, and an exploratory surgery was performed on her abdomen to investigate further.
The surgery revealed a condition called Jejunoileal Atresia, where parts of Laney’s small intestine were incomplete or blocked. To correct this, the surgeons had to remove the affected parts of her intestines and reattach the healthy sections. For parts that couldn’t be reconnected, they were cauterized to seal them. With the surgery complete, the focus shifted to her recovery, and the family anxiously awaited that first “dirty diaper,” a sign that her digestive system was beginning to function properly.
Overall, Laney’s healing process was going well. Her pain was managed, her breathing stabilized, and she showed steady signs of progress. However, during Thanksgiving week, things took a terrifying turn. Laney began to gain fluid, causing her body to appear swollen, and her oxygen levels and heart rate began to dip, leading to the decision to intubate her.
The family’s worst fears were realized as Laney’s condition worsened rapidly, requiring emergency exploratory surgery. Savahna and Will were called to Laney’s bedside in the midst of this crisis, uncertain of what the outcome would be.
After this surgery, Laney was diagnosed with 12 different medical conditions, including Acute Renal Failure, Anasarca, Anemia, Coagulopathy, and Jejunal Atresia. She has also experienced respiratory failure, slow feeding, and thrombocytopenia. To date, she has undergone 73 different types of imaging and four surgeries in just two short but incredibly long months.
The length of Laney’s hospital stay is still unknown. While the original estimate was that she would begin to be considered for discharge around Thanksgiving, the sudden changes in her health have delayed that, and there is no clear timeline for when she will be able to go home.
As overwhelming as her medical needs are, the challenges outside the hospital are just as difficult for Will and Savahna. They are trying to balance family time with Laney’s five siblings, manage school and work schedules, and continue making daily trips to the hospital. Will is the sole breadwinner, as Savahna’s sick leave has run out, though she has been blessed with the ability to take the time she needs to care for Laney and their children during this incredibly challenging period.
Given these circumstances, we have created a GoFundMe page to help ease some of the financial burden. Your donations will go directly to supporting the Briercliffe family, covering expenses like gas for their daily commutes to and from the hospital, medical bills, and other necessities during this difficult time.
If you are able to donate, even a small amount can make a huge difference. If you are not in a position to donate, a simple share or prayer for Laney and her family is more appreciated than you can imagine. Every little bit helps, and your kindness means the world to the Briercliffe family as they continue this fight for their precious daughter.
Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for your support, prayers, and generosity. Together, we can help make their burden a little lighter during this incredibly difficult time.
