Alarm went on at 5am this morning, dragging my tired butt to the bathroom. Washed my face, brush my teeth, and I finally was able to think why I set my alarm at 5am.
Thanksgiving Grocery Shopping! Yes, I rather woke up early then waited in line for hour. Put on more clothes, open the door. WOW, it was freezing cold this morning. Got in the car, rolled down the window,turned on the radio and slowly drove off my drive way. I can smell the air, felt the cold but my heart felt warm.
The air, the cold, the people, the lights and the musics reminded me how much we went through for the past 3+ years. Isabeau is the book of our story. From the day we found out that she has critical heart defect to the day she was born. From the day she was born to home. From Home to therapy's clinic. From therapy clinic to her school. Life wasn't as easy as I thought it would be years ago but it's all worth.
Thinking of her, made me think you guys. Our families, friends, doctors, nurses, therapists, teachers and etc. She survived, because of your love. We survived because of your support. You gave us strength, you gave us hope. We loved to thank you all on this special day of Thanks Giving, hope you guys have a wonderful one. Love,Love and Love you all.
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| 8 months in the uterus |
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| Six and the half months old |
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| A year and the half years old |
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| Two and the half years old |
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| Three and the half years old |
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