2019….The Best Worst Year of My Life

3 thoughts on “2019….The Best Worst Year of My Life”

  1. I wasn’t wrong, I just didn’t tell you the whole story:) From me, you needed to know it was gonna be a terrible, no good, very bad, incredibly awful year…but it WAS possible to make it through and come out on the other side. You my friend, needed the freedom to create and discover your own beauty out of the ugly. Would you really have believed me (during those first awful days) if I’d told you “this is gonna the most awful AND most incredibly beautiful year of your life”? No a chance! Because not everyone was able to embrace the struggle and find the beauty. But you did. (I really had no doubt you would as I watched you and David…and your kids…and your parents during those first days)
    – Your nurse

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    1. Hi sweet lady!!! I hope you weren’t upset, I didn’t mean to set you up as giving me bad info!!! You were an incredible gift given to us in those crucial first hours- everyone I tell about that piece of the story gets goosebumps- what were the odds my nurse on a cardiac floor had literally been through exactly what I was going through!?! You’re right. If you’d told me whole story I would have called you crazy!! We love you so much and hope you had a great holiday!!

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      1. Not at all! I’ve been so blessed to have the opportunity share these months with you through your posts. It’s a blessing I don’t often get with the people whose lives I touch with my job. I pray for you every single day, and I’m always excited to pass on updates to the gals who still ask about how your doing! ❤️

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