I know exactly where I was when the World Trade Center was attacked. My dad can tell you exactly where he was and how he felt when he heard that JFK had been shot. And, more personally and recently, I have a very clear memory of what I was doing on August 28, 2014. I was in my son's hospital room, waiting for the surgical nurses to come get him for his life-saving liver transplant surgery.
Tyler and Roo the cowdog.
One year ago today...I can barely believe what we went through last summer. Looking at Tyler today, you would never guess he was fatally ill just a short 12 months ago. I still can't believe the roller coaster we were on. I didn't blog about it much, but I have a few posts here:
Yes, seriously, our home was once filled with pigeons and all the nastiness that comes along with them. It was located in a small town about 15 miles from our farm, on a main corner. It was an eyesore that many of the locals had been lobbying to have torn down, or at least closed up so the pigeons would move on.
But my husband saw a diamond in the rough...I must admit, I knew it could be beautiful, but I wasn't sure we needed to be taking on yet another responsibility. You see, we were expecting twins and we had three very young children already! We lived in a tiny 900 square foot house with two bedrooms. It was a beautiful little home, with polished hardwood floors and I had worked hard before we were married to hang wallpaper while Duane remodeled the bathroom and kitchen. But we had outgrown our little home. Before the twins arrived, we needed more space.
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