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Speed of Light

  Don’t blink. A statement we hear often but don’t fully understand; at least for me, not until I had a quiet moment to sit back and reflect on the last nine months. That’s how long it’s been since I’ve taken the time to get all of my thoughts out here. In that time a lot has changed and a lot has stayed the same.

Our kids are another year older – Sadie started her last year of Middle School and Cooper his last year of Elementary School. My Aunt Anne went to Heaven to be with my Uncle Pat, and my sweet Grandma wasn’t too far behind; undoubtedly happy to be back with my Grandpa, but let me tell you, losing some of the most important people in your life in such a short time span really sucks (sorry – there isn’t a nicer way to put it). After 17 years I left my job for a new opportunity that gives me more flexibility which has been great. A much appreciated added bonus – the company/people that I work with are some of the most supportive individuals you could be around. It comes with a huge learning curve, but an opportunity that I am forever grateful to have been given.

Our sweet boy still fights the IBD fight every single day. On top of his daily meds we have added in an at home injection every 8 weeks. Like everything else, he handles it like a champ. My anxiety is still at an all time high – always preparing for the worst and hoping for the best. We experienced Connor’s first big illness of the season. Thankfully it was resolved with some antibiotics and a nebulizer. I refuse to let my mind wander to the “what next?” because truthfully, I don’t want to know. I made a promise to myself that I would try my absolute hardest to stay in the now and not worry about the “what ifs”. It’s like I tell our kids – we can only worry about the “what is”. Most days that’s easier said than done. 

As we head into my favorite holiday/weekend of the year, I’m reminded of the one constant that I’m forever grateful for – and that’s our people. The family and friends who show up for all of the good stuff and the not so pretty stuff. The ones who help push us through the hard times, cry with us, and laugh with us, the ones who listen, love, and support us unconditionally. We are forever grateful to each and everyone one of you.

If I’ve learned anything over the past nine months it’s that life waits for no one. It’s up to us to find the good in every day and to slow down and soak it all in, because time has a funny way of passing by in the blink of an eye.





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