Mommy I love you.” Those were the last words of one of God’s bravest warriors, Nolan Scully. As his battle neared its end, the 4-year-old discussed his impending death with unshakable faith, telling his mom he’d just wait in Heaven for her. And though his time life was short, it had a huge impact on the hundreds of thousands who followed his story!
Only God could fit so much love into such a tiny body. Little Nolan was bursting at the seams with it. Love beamed from this little boy’s smile, drawing hundreds of thousands of followers to his NolanStrong Facebook page.
Nolan’s family started the page when he was handed his diagnosis of rhabdomyosarcoma — a rare soft-tissue cancer — at just 3 years old. The Facebook page followed the ups and downs of his journey over the next year.
The little warrior’s bright spirit stole the hearts of his local community, along with thousands upon thousands of strangers online.
“Every battle he’s had, he just bounced back, unbelievably,” said Mark Bell, a family friend and Chief of the Leonardtown Volunteer Fire Department. “You knocked him down, he just came back and ran.”
A Servant’s Heart
Little Nolan wanted to serve the community, just like his firefighter dad, Jonathan. Jonathan served as the Chief of the Leonardtown Volunteer Fire Department. He stepped down once his son received his cancer diagnosis.
The little boy longed to become a police officer. While in the hospital, the city’s Police Commissioner made Nolan’s dreams come true, swearing him in as an honorary police officer. From that day on he became “Sgt. Rollin’ Nolan.” Several local fire departments followed suit.
Everyone was rooting for Nolan. From strangers across the internet, to the doctors trying desperately to make him well. Nolan’s mom, Ruth, recalls the heartbreaking day they realized the end was near.
“We were sat down with his ENTIRE team. When his Oncologist spoke, I saw the pure pain in her eyes. She had always been honest with us and fought along side of us the whole time. But his updated CT scan showed large tumors that grew compressing his bronchial tubes and heart within four weeks of his open chest surgery. The Mestatic Alveolar Rhabdomyosarcoma was spreading like wild fire. She explained at this time she didn’t feel his Cancer was treatable as it had become resistant to all treatment options we had tried and the plan would be to keep him comfortable as he was deteriorating rapidly.”
Nolan’s family had been dreading this kind of news all along. Ruth gathered the strength to go tell Nolan. But his reaction showed the powerful faith this little angel had. Not only did Nolan have absolutely no fear of death, he told his mom he’d wait in Heaven for her!
The Special Conversation
Ruth shared their incredible discussion on Facebook:
“I sat down with him and put my head up against his and had the following conversation:
Me: Poot, it hurts to breathe doesn’t it?
Nolan: Weeeelll…. yeah.
Me: You’re in a lot of pain aren’t you baby?
Nolan: (looking down) Yeah.
Me: Poot, this Cancer stuff sucks. You don’t have to fight anymore.
Nolan: (Pure Happiness) I DONT??!! But I will for you Mommy!!
Me: No Poot!! Is that what you have been doing?? Fighting for Mommy??
Nolan: Well DUH!!
Me: Nolan Ray, what is Mommy’s job?
Nolan: To keep me SAFE! (With a big grin)
Me: Honey … I can’t do that anymore here. The only way I can keep you safe is in Heaven. (My heart shattering)
Nolan: Sooooo I’ll just go to Heaven and play until you get there! You’ll come right?
Me: Absolutely!! You can’t get rid of Mommy that easy!!
Nolan: Thank you Mommy!!! I’ll go play with Hunter and Brylee and Henry!!”
Nolan and his family spent the next few days — which would be Nolan’s last — enjoying the time they had left.
“We laid in bed together and he sketched out how he wanted his funeral, picked his pall bearers, what he wanted people to wear, wrote down what he was leaving each of us, and even wrote down what he wanted to be remembered as… which of course was a Policeman.”
Nolan loved having his mom by his side. He always wanted to be able to see and touch her. On his last day of life, she got his permission to slip away for a quick shower. No sooner than the bathroom door clicked, “he shut his eyes and went into a deep sleep, beginning the end of life passing.”
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“He made unbelievers believe. He brought the community together in such positive way.” ❤️