As I sit here in the pre-dawn minutes of December 27, 2016
with my favorite coffee mug and a quiet house, I am getting a few minutes to
think – something that seems rare for me these days. The last seven years since Brad was diagnosed
with leukemia have brought a range of life events I never anticipated. I never dreamed we would deal with our child
being at the brink of death so many times.
I never anticipated our entire life in many ways would revolve around
this unwelcome illness. We learned to be
extremely grateful just to be out of a hospital for holidays. I remember the Christmas of 2009 when Brad walked
again for the first time in four months, and our whole family broke down in
tears of gratitude.
