Thanks to all of my readers for following along with my 2001 saga. If our story touches just one family’s life and encourages them to get through another tough day it will be worth sharing the stories of how we got to where we are today.
I am forever grateful and thankful to my loving parents for their steadfast strength and support. They were constantly at the hospital during Zach’s initial stay, and frequently spent the night with him so I could be with my other kids. Their counsel and guidance during the most difficult period of my adult life is so appreciated. I only hope I am able to do the same thing for my family members whenever they need help.
My brother and sister offered so many things to help us through this difficult time. Auntie Dooney sandwiches became Zach’s favorites. Phone calls with my sister, Laura, who lives out-of-state were invaluable. Always a great listener, and ever so compassionate. My brother, Jim, would always help with anything whenever we needed him too, and whatever we asked him to do. The love and support of my family is something I wish each and every one of you could experience.
My husband, aka “Travel Man”, came into our family picture in the middle of 2001. He jumped into the fire with both feet, and without hesitation. He became my rock through this entire emotional rollercoaster. He would always brings fun and laughter to the household, looking for any and every opportunity to have some fun. And he still continues to do that 10 years later.
And finally, I need to thank Naomi, Hilary, Bryan and Zachary. Thank you for allowing me to share our story with the world. It took a lot of thought for me to write about all of you, and all that we have been through together. This group of young adults continue to amaze me each and every day with their kind and caring efforts. Everyone should be so lucky to have a family like ours.
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