What a difference eight years makes....
The beautiful thing about eight years passing is today, this weekend, each and every day is just a normal, boring day. We (Mom and I) would pray for 'boring' days in the hospital. Uneventful days with stable vitals, normal labs, peace and quiet. Each ordinary day since then is an absolute blessing.
May you and yours stop for a moment this weekend to recognize and appreciate the beauty of a normal, boring day. To everyone who has supported us over the years, thank you from the bottom of my very happy heart. Health is your greatest wealth. I can't believe how lucky I am. God is good. I am blessed and thankful that my family, friends, amazing doctors and faith in God helped me through it all.
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And one more very important message before you go....














