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Earlier this week I received a phone call from Mary Free Bed, reminding me I had to schedule an appointment for Troy. I couldn't help but think, where has the last year gone? Our physician, Dr. Vandenberg has been on a six month sebatical and plans to return beginning of the year just in time for our annual check up. It's quite amazing the relationship we have created with Dr. Vandenberg. We have been through a lot with him. He has stuck with us through our every struggle in this journey. There were times where I wanted to drop kick him but he has really done so much in getting Troy to where he is today. For that, we are so grateful!  As many of you know, Dr. Vandenberg didn't ever promise us Troy would go back as a journeyman electrican. In fact, he let us know many times that it may never happen. (That was one of those times drop kicking him sounded real good) Today, Troy has been working as a journeyman electrician for several months already. Even running the job at t

Psalm 23  A Psalm of David. The  Lord  is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.  This verse has gotten me through the most challenging days of my life. I find myself reciting it here and there when the tough days come. What a huge burden it lifts from my heart when I am once again reminded of Gods grace and abundance of love He carries for me.  I came to this verse again tonight after a surprisingly tough recertification in my CPR training course. Note: I've taken this course many times, done actual CPR many times and yet tonight just brought it all back. As I sat in this class, watchi

Where to even start.  First off, sorry for the lack of updates. I have been obsessively hanging out with my kid because well, I'm obsessed with him. I keep telling myself that I have to get it out of my system now before he is a teenager and wants absolutely nothing to do with me. But that won't actually happen because I'll be his best friend forever.  Seriously though, if there was an award for best baby ever, Brody would get it. The kid is so laid back! Sometimes I feel something must be wrong with him. I woke up to him this morning pulling the blanket over his face and then laughing uncontrollably, at 10:15AM! I'm very seriously considering being done at one. Just kidding, but kind of not.  Brody is 6 months old already, I don't know when or how that happened but it did and now I want to cry. I've always felt that as I've gotten older the years go by faster. But then you have a kid and it literally is like living life in fast forward mode. Someone press p