Two years ago today I walked into a mahogany decorated room with dim lights, travel books, leather chairs and couches. I waited with Korey for what seemed to be days. The red lettering on the stacks of paper the doctor brought in had my mind racing. He sat down, and said in a quiet but sure voice, “We have a lot of work to do.”

The holy spirit was in the room that day. My husband and I prayed like we’ve never prayed before. We left and for the next year and a half our lives turned into a tornado of appointments, tests, scans, surgeries, ER visits, and heartache.

Although my heart is saddened this morning to recall that time, I know, my God is for me. This is not a quick and easy thought ever day, but it is today. is alive and so am I!