Sometimes, when I sit down and think about it, I forget that the kind of stuff we deal with on a daily basis isn’t normal for most people. I forget, because after 20 years, they are normal for us, and even though I have a healthy child to remind me of the opposite, I choose to just live my day without comparing.
Do not let anyone tell you that is foolish to have hope. It’s what keeps me going. Hope is that little bitty light at the end of the tunnel that keeps you moving forward.
I will keep fighting for decent health-care, for women’s rights, for decency, for LOVE and reject hate at every cost. My secret weapon is Faith, Hope & Love.
Nicky hates EB. Hates it. At times he’s absolutely livid with anger over his condition. It’s not often, mind, but it does happen.