Breathe in – Breathe Out

Interactive Six-­Week Online Yoga Class Begins Saturday, September 15, 2018, 11:00 am – 12:30 pm PST

CFRI’s “Yoga for CF Health” is an online interactive class taught by Martha Modawell, Certified Yoga Instructor and mother of two children with CF.

The class is free to individuals with CF, as well as parents, spouses, partners and siblings of those with CF.

Get your mat and join your CF community members each week in a fun, healthy, and relaxing yoga session.

I met this momma at our 2017 Mothers Retreat “We Walk Together”  Martha touched the hearts of all the moms that attended and she touched my soul.  Be sure and attend this Six-Week Online Yoga Class.


Welcome Mothers

The mothers’ retreat for moms of cystic fibrosis children is one way in which The Cody Dieruf Benefit Foundation
supports CF families. Our foundation, created in memory of our daughter, Cody,
honors Cody’s final request which was for us to help other families with Cystic Fibrosis.

We are on the countdown to September 28th, 2018. Our retreat will be held at 320 Ranch in beautiful Big Sky, Montana.



The Cody Dieruf Benefit Foundation is a non-profit organization that was established in honor of Cody Dieruf who passed away from Cystic Fibrosis on April 28, 2005 at the young age of 23.

Since then, the foundation has carried on the legacy of Cody’s life and helps other families living with this illness.  The foundation has now grown into seven counties making sure that those with CF can obtain specialty care.   It provides scholarships for recreation and fitness throughout all of Montana, and holds an annual Mothers Retreat for mothers of cystic fibrosis children.

The foundation strives to offer emotional and finacial support as well has hope to families effected by cystic fibrosis


May You Never Take One Single Breath For Granted.

May you never take one single breath for granted.

To be grateful for each breath, is something we should practice every day. Not everyone has the ability to fill their lungs with ease. I’ve grown up knowing that. It is because of Cystic Fibrosis, that I feel so vastly that my lungs should never be taken for granted. Every breath, every inhale and every exhale. The way my respiratory system is so intricately and beautifully made. My body, for being healthy and carrying me throughout my journey of life. I refuse to not practice gratitude. To be grateful, every second, for another breath, every day for another day to experience life. I am grateful.

We should not take moments for granted. We should not take our time here, on this earth, for granted. We should not take our bodies for granted. We should embrace every second. We should inhale the goodness and the grace we have of another day of life.

Today, I will bask in the goodness of another day. I will be grateful. I will not take a single breath for granted. I will take my body as high and low as it can go. These moments, this life and my body- are not forever. I will make every second as beautiful as I possibly can- however I choose to.

Today, I am grateful for each breath.


18 year old Madison Ivey never got to grow up with her cousin Cody, who passed away from Cystic Fibrosis, but she holds her close to her heart. From a very young age, Madison would see a butterfly or hear a song and would know that it was Cody making herself known.  She says that, “I feel that Cody is always giving me a sign, leading me to believe that I am on the right path”. ” Madison says that “Cody is her angel on this earth, always dancing to her own beat of the drum”.

Special Thanks to Beartooth IGA in Red Lodge, MT

Everyday, I am so touched by the kindness of others.  Welcome to The Cody Team, Beartooth IGA Market.

Beartooth IGA has chosen The Cody DIeruf Benefit Foundation for their Round UP Campaign in July.  At all registrars with a picture of one of their own living in Red Lodge with this disease, they ask the customers if they would like to “Round Up” to the nearest dollar and support The Cody Foundation.  This funding helps support those with Cytsic Fibrosis.

This lil gal loves her sister, Maylie, who has cystic fibrosis, so much.  They have a special closeness as if they were twins even though they are two years apart.   This comes from the love and support of a beautiful family, and Red Lodge opens up there hearts in so many ways.

Cystic fibrosis is a disease that affects not only the patient but the entire family, which needs to adapt to a new reality. Continually seeking knowledge and news about the disease can help patients and families stay updated and prepared for any unexpected event.

Beartooth IGA has made it there mission to help spread awareness of this disase called cystic fibrosis.

Thank you to the people of Red Lodge, MT.





2018 Mothers Retreat Held in Beautiful Big Sky Montana – 320 Ranch

Where else would you want to go to have a 3 day retreat of rest, rejuvenation, relaxation and peace in Montana!

Welcome to our attending Mothers of Cystic Fibrosis children to the 320 ranch on Sept 28, 2018 as we explore our inner selves.

The Cody Dieruf Benefit Foundation began our first annual mothers retreat, after Ginny was invited to speak at The Cystic FIbrosis Research Inc conference in 2016.  With CFRI expertise and direction and the numoruos volunteer hours to prepare by Laura Mentch, Montana held its first mothers retreat in 2017.

Ginny, mother to Cody, saw the need for mothers, like herself, to find a time to bond with other mothers who are walking the sames shoes of an illness.  An illness called cystic fibrosis.  Thanks to our sponsors, and community support, no mother has to pay for this weekend retreat.

2019 brings a whole new venture to our CDBF retreats as we explore moving them into other states.


Many thanks to Lou Raisler



It is with pride that we spent the evening with Lou Raisler and his gal pal, Myra.  Lou has donated numerous rifles to our 2018 auction and to top it off, he donated a fishing boat that was sold at a high value.   Lou says, “All I have to do is look at Cody’s picture and her beautiful words about life.  I want to help in anyway that I can, he says”.

Cystic Fibrosis is real, and our community knows it.  George, myself and Levi and his family are so emcompassed by the kindness of others.  Happy Birthday, Lou and thank you for being a part of Team Cody.

Team Cody

It takes a team and The Office of Gallatin County in Bozeman, MT. formed a softball team and played with hearts full of love in hopes to draw awareness of Cystic Fibrosis.  Being strong supporters of The Cody Dieruf Benefit Foundation, Gallatin County Softball Team would like to stike out Cystic Fibrosis.

Whether you make a donation, spread awareness, become an organ donor, or just simply believe in hope for a cure, CDBF hopes that the kindness of others, will inspire you to always try and help people in need and to truly make a difference in the life of those with this disease called cystic fibrosis.

As A Mother


As a mother of a cystic fibrosis child, I look forward to our 2018 Mothers Retreat, a retreat for moms of children with cystic fibrosis.  As we joined together in 2017,  meeting all the moms and sharing a weekend of stories, has truly touched my life.

Nestled in the mountains on the Gallatin River, 20 women come together for a weekend away from the responsibilities of work, family and caring for a child with CF. We, as moms create a community as we share our journeys and learn how the stress of caregiving affects our children, our families and ourselves.

The support and community created by us mothers has continued past our time together.  We share the highs and lows of our lives and support one another through lasting friendships.

I am finally connecting with the community of mothers that I needed for so long.

We welcome you to join us in this remarkable weekend of peace.

September 28-30 at 320 Ranch in Big Sky Montana, where you can breathe clean mountainous air.

I Stand Tall


stand tall. Wearing seemingly impenetrable armor, a rented costume that I unfortunately do not do proud on many days. Stripes and patches clutter my torso, ultimately representing both my daughters, and their unique life experiences, as they continually intersect with CF. 

This mask, I wear it well, it is hard at times for me to recognize that it is not my own skin. It mimics each part of my being. It hides a wariness that is not seen by many. Those not intimately familiar with the lines that streak my face would never see through to the conflict that muddles my heart. There is this fragility that quietly lives behind the laughs and smiles, waiting between the eves of my soul. I admit that at times it bathes me in falsities, protecting me from the tears that sit, at the ready. One wise insightful vision, one cough, one culture result away from exposing my vulnerability to the world. 

I admittedly live in a world that could be described as misperceived resilience, solely because I am still standing. People presume that when your children hurt in the ways ours have, you break. I reject that notion, as it infers that breaking is an option.

I sit now, perplexed. Questioning what strength really is in this society. Is it the merely the absence of weakness? And if that is the case, then what defines weakness? Is it being vulnerable? Is it questioning why the world works as it does? Is it accepting why one family continually boasts success while others battle unrelenting hardship? How do we gauge the tenacity and solidity of humans? I look to my fellow warrior moms and question if strength is not actually measured by the ability to take another step when nothing else makes sense, because I see no greater strength than that colossal expression of resilience. 

I recognize the atrocities that exist. I recognize that some of those exist within my children and their formative experiences. But, I also see the countless moments of beauty and supremacy that coincide with these in great and obvious disparity. I try to make sense of this thought chaos that is whirling through my mind. 


I glance out the window, the rain is coming down in summer storm fashion, obstructing the view. Reminding me of how blinded I can become by imposing my unfounded fears on a future which has yet to be actualized. 

I observe my mind as it follows my physical body, seeking camaraderie with this unrelenting rain. I ache to connect with this emotion, almost a reassurance of my guiding principles to be tenacious. And then as suddenly as it began, the rain stops. As I emerge through the doors, an unexpected break in the clouds startles me, a stream of sunlight warms my face. I am bathed in the reassurance that every storm transitions into a peaceful moment where the rain slows to a mist, the clouds part and sunshine once again illuminates the path in front of me.