It's hard to believe that 7 years ago we spent an excruciatingly long day waiting for a man we'd just met to give us back our baby after cutting open her brain to remove a tumor the size of a golf ball. Yes, that was our New Years Eve 2009.
Fast forward 7 years....yes I said 7 years. Avery is 22 days away from her 8th birthday and 3 months away from that fictitious milestone every cancer warrior aims for...5 years NED...true remission and to some, "cured". I don't know that we'll ever truly feel that way or use the cured word because we know all too well how unpredictable this nasty cancer can be and how quickly it can return. And we have lasting daily reminders of its presence in our world for those 4 years of battle....but we also have hope. And grateful hearts. And perseverance. And much to our amazement, a huge army still standing behind us - just in case.
So 2017 is bound to be a big year for us and we can't wait!