Oh yeah, it has been three years today since my surgery. I find myself walking with a cane (Maybe I'll show you guys who haven't seen me.) Stepping up with a new gait, and pleasing my doctor beyond belief.
Also one year yesterday since I had a family gathering at Children's Hospital, so I'm not sure what I think about this date. Do I love it? or hate it? I'm living life, loving my friends and family and thanking God that I'm alive and here talking about it.
Thank you family for being with me throughout those rough times.
