Well, no matter how much I plan and organize it seems things don't adhere to my calendar of events. As I sit here today I am sporting a head wrap because my hair is coming out by the gobs. I spent last evening having a meltdown in the hairdresser's chair, but it didn't do any good. The hair is still gone.

I am in the process of getting everything ready for my youngest son to leave on his first mission trip without me. My heart is overwhelmed with pride in him and what God is doing in and through him but also with sadness that a) I am not able to go right now; b) he is so grown up. Isn't it odd that we spend our whole lives teaching our children how to leave the nest, but then when they do we are overcome with sadness! SMH

This medical journey that I've been on for the past 15 years just doesn't seem to stop - not even pause. Makes me wonder what in the world is ahead of me. Is it some miraculous healing that will amaze people who have seen maybe pieces of this journey? Whatever is ahead I do know this much - God is ever in front of me, beside me and behind me. Without that knowledge, I couldn't make it one more step.