Out of the Mouth of Babes....and More

Well, I must start this post with a most "interesting" moment I had with my son yesterday.....a moment that I will surely never forget in my lifetime, and I'm sure the strangers around me who witnessed this "moment" were telling this story to their families at dinner last night.....

I had to go to the eye doctor yesterday. I lost my glasses a few weeks ago, and am getting terrible headaches, so I needed to replace them. My mom is here with me for the week to help us since I cannot drive right now. She took me to this eye appointment, and entertained Jaden while I was meeting with the dr. and selecting my glasses. Let me start by saying this was my FIRST day out with a wig on. I had already been to Jaden's preschool to pick him up, which was my first experience showing off my "new" look. All went well, the wig stayed on (thank God), and my lovely preschool mom friends complimented me and cheered for me when I arrived to pick Jaden up (yes, these gals are amazing....more on them later). Back to my eye appointment.....I was selecting my new glasses, and I should note that the office was quite busy with patients and assistants attending to them, when my son stood up on a chair and shouted over to me...."Mom, you're my sweetie....I love you!" Yes, he's quite the charmer.....all the ladies melted and commented on how adorable he was, when seconds later he had some follow-up comments. While still standing on this chair, and speaking to the entire office he then said..."And mom, I'll still love you even when you lose all of your hair! And mom, why are you wearing that wig today anyway??" OH MY GOODNESS! What was a lovely, charming moment, became quite an embarrassing one in just a matter of seconds! I quickly selected my red glasses, handed the lady my debit card, and flew out of there! Fortunately, I was having a "good" day, so I was, and still am able to laugh about this.....although, it has made me aware that I needed to tell Jaden that talking about Mommy's hair is a private subject that we will not be discussing in public. As embarrassing as it was, Jaden's heart was so sincere, and he meant every word he said, which means more to me than the brief embarrassment I suffered from it.

Well wasn't that an exciting first wig moment? Wow....I certainly wasn't prepared for that! Yesterday morning was like no other....I mean seriously, for the first time since, oh I'm guessing 7th grade, I did not have to style my hair. I say 7th grade because that seems to be the age when I started to really care about my hair style, wasn't it for everybody? Anyway, I got dressed, put on my make-up, and then bravely slipped on my wig, which now fits better because I have less hair (wigs are difficult to try on when you still have hair). The wig I chose to wear was my shoulder length "pecan brown" wig that my sister selected when we were wig shopping together last week. The hair color names make me laugh....pecan brown, buttered toast, toasted walnut.....craziness! After completing this whole process, and primping a bit in the mirror, I took a deep breath, said a tiny prayer, and headed downstairs to enjoy my morning coffee. On my way downstairs the door bell rang....it was a delivery man delivering a "cookie bouquet." It was from one of my dear teaching girlfriends (Jennifer B.). I was so surprised, and touched. I sat down to read her card, and I began to cry. God had truly blessed me with another treasure in this dark moment. Just seconds before this bouquet arrived, I was having one of my most difficult moments in this cancer journey.....similar to the day of my mastectomy. It was a moment of acceptance of another loss....this time my hair, and it was my first experience getting ready for the day without my "own" hair. So Jen, if you're reading this, please know how God used you to bless me in such a unique way, just moments after putting on that pecan brown wig. Thank you for thinking of me, and making me feel special, you are so dear to me, and I'm blessed to have you as my friend.

I'm blessed to have a loving, personal God who uses our friends, and even strangers to encourage us throughout this journey. We are constantly amazed that during our toughest moments we will receive a card in the mail, a special package, an encouraging email, a comment on here....whatever it may be, at just the right time to lift us up. I know I can't mention everyone who has touched us, or done some of these things, but please know how much we have appreciated them, and that they always arrive at just the right time! I have learned so much from our supporters/prayer warriors....that is, just how easy it is to touch someone who is struggling.

A couple more answers to our prayers..... In my last post, I asked you to lift up my caregivers, and pray for renewed strength and energy for them. God is answering those prayers right now. First, Bret had to go out of town for business. This was great for him. A much needed break from cancer, and a time to be refreshed in his job. He has come home renewed and revived! While he was gone, my mom has been here to help me. We spent the entire day in our pajamas....both of us took naps today, enjoyed our coffee together this morning, and our cinnamon tea this afternoon. We have so enjoyed our time together, and she has commented how she needed this "break" for herself. While we have been relaxing together and with Jaden, my friends have blessed us with meals every night....and I must say, my friends are amazing cooks! My mom and I have dined on fabulous meals, and tasty desserts every night! Thank you Christine, Kim, Suzanne, and Andria, and God bless you! When I am finished with this cancer journey, I will never again underestimate what a blessing a meal can be to someone in need!

A couple more things..... I want to thank Joann, and my other preschool mom friends for supporting me in so many ways, but especially by wearing the breast cancer ribbon on your winter coats. I was so touched to see the pink ribbons everyone was wearing yesterday for me. Wow! I'm so glad I didn't break down and cry when I saw you all! Thank you also for "cheering" for me when I arrived yesterday. You are all so dear to me, and your prayers have certainly been felt and answered. God bless each of you!

And my dad.....I have to share what he's been doing for me in Warsaw. Soon after my diagnosis, my dad discovered that Macy's sells pink ribbon key chains to support breast cancer research/awareness. He has purchased hundreds of them, and has been handing them out to friends and strangers all throughout Warsaw as a reminder to pray for me. He shares the story of my "miracle mammogram" when he does, to encourage other women to keep getting there's. We like to tease my dad about these ribbons because Macy's sells these in there lingerie department, and my dad has been there numerous times to restock his supply. Dad, please know we're just giving you a hard time, and that we truly appreciate all you are doing for me, and for breast cancer awareness. It means the world to me! My mom went back to Macy's a couple of days ago to buy more for my dad, and the sales lady said, you know a man keeps coming in here to buy these. She said, "yes, I know, he's my husband." Thank you Dad...and thank you to everyone who has received one, and is thinking of us! :)

We are heading back to Indy for my 2nd round of chemo on Friday. I will get to do it as long as my WBC count is high enough. I also get to have this drain removed, which, I'm soooo excited about! We look forward to having some nice "couple" time during my 6 hour infusion, that is if I don't fall asleep. I also have a dr. appt. with my oncologist. My dad is going with us to meet him....we're hoping this will give him and my mom some reassurance about my prognosis.

Hope you all have a great weekend! God bless!

This Is Not so Easy......

Ahhhh, what a crazy few days.....I'm so mentally exhausted right now. As you know I required a second surgery on Friday...however, today has been much more difficult than Friday's surgery. The dreaded hair loss has begun. I've been anticipating this since BEFORE chemo, and of all days to begin.....I just wanted an emotional and physical break from the craziness of the last few days....not to happen today. Last night I awoke almost each hour just to check my pillowcase to see if any of my hair was coming out.....my head was hurting before I went to bed (this is actually an early symptom you get before you lose your hair) so I knew this process was about to begin. Oddly enough, when I did get out of bed in the morning I didn't even check my pillow! My mom woke me up with a very important phone call......she wanted to inform me that she saw Jim Bishop and Renee Parker (2 of my friends from HS)at church today! I got out of bed as we talked on the phone and did not think to check my pillow.

Later in the afternoon, I tempted myself to comb my hair....just to see what would happen. And much to my dismay, a clump of hair filled my comb, again, and again. At this point I remembered to check my pillow, and yes, it was covered in hair. To describe losing one's hair as "devastating" would be an understatement. I honestly cannot find an adequate word to describe this part of my cancer journey. I am truly a self proclaimed "girly girl"......and proud of it! I love wearing make-up, perfume, lotion, hair gel, nail polish, the color pink.....all of it! Oh, this is not going to be easy...not at all.

My oncology nurse did her best to prepare me for this dreaded event. She suggested, as many others have, to do the "sh" word to my head.....the word that rhymes with brave. I just can't even say that word.....it makes me cringe! It is so NOT what this "girly-girl" wants to do.....it feels so barbaric, yet I know it gives women in my situation a sense of control.....something we so crave during our cancer journey. Yet, for me....I just can't get my head wrapped around the idea...no pun intended. :)

I did manage to take matters into my own hands in a "baby step" kind of way. I got the scissors out and started cutting. In the middle of this process, I looked a Bret and just started cracking up....I had been in tears all day, so it felt good to laugh at this bizarre moment in our marriage. Let me paint the picture for you.....
I had a towel covering our bathroom sink....one that I could throw away when I was done. Bret was in the bathroom with me....very eager himself to start cutting my hair....if it were up to him, the "sh" word would have been done. I began cutting a piece here, one there, very slowly....very frustrating to him. :) But, why be in a hurry to do such an awful thing! Plus, I wanted to try to be some what of a "stylist" you know. The entire time we were doing this Jaden was in his bedroom blasting Christmas music on his cd player.....so yes, the memory we created today was Bret and I both cutting most of my hair off to Christmas music playing in the background. We ended the event with me calling my friend Christine to share my "hair" news with her while Bret vacuumed up the mess in the bathroom for me. I
saved some of my hair in a ziploc bag.....not sure why. Oh, I need to take a deep sigh after writing all of that...ahhhh!

And my surgery.....well Thursday was certainly a shocking day for me! My Thursday was suppose to be a "break from cancer day".....I was taking a day off from it. Christine was watching Jaden for me, and I was going to attempt to have a normal day....something I haven't had in months! I was feeling great...no chemo side effects, lots of energy. Was hoping to shop, read, drink my coffee, and just take a deep breath....or I should say just catch my breath. Well, as Connie describes it...I had a little "hiccup" in my journey instead....

Bret explained all of the details of my surgery in his last post, so I don't want to be redundant. I will report that my surgery went very well....my dr. was able to remove the infection, and I'm recovering well back home now. I did have to get another drain, but that should be removed this Friday. I'm also scheduled to do my 2nd round of chemo on Friday, however it may be postponed so that I can heal from my surgery. I get my blood work checked tomorrow, so that may help determine what we do as well.

Thursday was a very frustrating day for me, but in the end, God actually blessed us with a lovely trip! As I mentioned, my friend Christine was watching Jaden that morning when I received the call to return to IU. Bret rushed home to help me pack, and then he picked Jaden up for us. Christine surprised us with 3 packed lunches she made for our family!! She even gave us a package of DOUBLE STUFFED OREOS wrapped with a bow on top! How delightful.....she knows I have a huge weakness for DS oreos! :) It was a such a kind gesture, that blessed us greatly....it took the edge off of our very intense morning! It truly lightened our load for us, and I will never forget it! Thank you Christine! :)

My surgery was Friday....we were at a hotel from Thursday until Saturday....and we actually had a blast! We brought Jaden with us this time....you already heard about his swimming adventures! My parents were with us, and my sister surprised me and came too! God turned this little hiccup into a much needed family reunion for us. My sister and I shared a room together...stayed up late talking, and then we had our breakfast and coffee in bed! What a treat! I needed that time with her.

And while I'm talking about my family, I'd love to ask you to pray for all of my caregivers right now. Bret, my parents and sister, Christine, and friends.... While I'm the one with the cancer, these people are taking care of me, or Jaden, sometimes both of us.....they are taking care of physical needs we have, while they are struggling with their own emotional needs throughout this difficult time. I am so blessed to have each of them, but I can see the worry in their eyes and on their hearts for me, and it is hard for me to see that. It's hard to watch my parents or sister break down because they are worried for me. This week was an exhausting week for all of us.....so I'd love it if you could pray for their renewed sense of peace, strength, good health, safety when they travel, etc. They all need to be refreshed right now....wish I could send them to a day spa! :)

Last but not least, I want to thank my dear Bret. You are my best friend, and I'm so very thankful for how you care for me and for Jaden each day. You're doing an awesome job, and I know you're hurting too, in the midst of all of this. You're the best, and I love you!

Photos....Christine and I.....the other photo is me in my "blond" wig :)

Second Surgery on Friday

We are back to Indy unexpectedly today. One of Gretta's incisions from the original mastectomy had started looking suspect over the past several days. The Plastic Surgeon asked us to come down to Indy & this afternoon determined Gretta will need a second surgery tomorrow to take out any possible infection. Please pray that the infection is limited to the surface of the skin and has not gone further into the implant. Also pray for her peace, that God would calm her spirit in anticipation of another surgery. The surgery will be between 12-3.

On a positive note, we took Jaden with us for this trip down & tonight at the Hotel pool we watched our little fella swim all by himself for the first time. You have to know his past with water has not been a positive one and he dreads going in pools. We went down at 10:30pm just before the pool closed so that Gretta could get her mind off of things, and Jaden used his "super muscles" and "determination" to swim all by himself (with an assist from his friend Parker's Spiderman floaties). It melted my heart to see Gretta's infectious smile and the sparkle in her eyes come back as she witnessed the pride that Jaden felt swimming on his own. In a strange way it was God's way of telling us He knew our threshold for pain. In the midst of a bad situation, He gave us the gift of a joyful memory with our precious son.


Before I sign-off, just wanted to let you all know the HUGE blessing and encouragement you have been to Gretta & I. From the kind e-mails, cards in the mail, phone calls & meals, babysitting for Jaden, to the many many prayers, we are humbled to be blessed with such great friends, family, & neighbors. Gretta is one tough cookie and I'm amazed at her positive attitude and fighting spirit day to day. But it is her faith in God and all of your support that sustains her and has given her the courage to get thru this life journey. God Bless each of you & know that you are appreciated !!

- Bret

Coffee, Wigs, and Biscuits..Oh my!

Well, I knew my prayer warriors were great, but some coffee lover out there must have REALLY gotten on there knees for me. This morning I was craving my coffee again! I thoroughly enjoyed each little step in my coffee making moment, from grinding my SB Colombian beans, to listening to the ticking and purring noise my coffee maker makes as it brews, and then to finally slowly sipping it throughout my morning! Thank you, Thank you, Thank you......another little "treasure of this darkness" that God has again blessed me with today. He truly does care about even the smallest details in our lives. :)

I had another little blessing today. I got another Raquel Welch "free" wig. So, as of now I have 3 wigs....almost $1000 worth...for free! Can you tell how excited I am? I think I'm enjoying this a little too much! What's wrong with me..... I hesitate to write the next sentence, but oh well.... I'm actually READY to lose my hair now. I'm excited to try all these new styles out. I'm going to get one more "short" haircut this week to prepare for this whole event.

Today was interesting. My sister and my niece went to our local American Cancer center with me to select this wig. Kanoshia has wanted to be there for me in so many ways, however I wasn't sure I could have her do this with me. I told her ahead of time that there could be NO CRYING... this needed to be a fun event, not a depressing one. It turned out to be anything but depressing. Gracie, who is 6, was quite entertaining. She was getting into all the wig boxes. Kanoshia and I were so wrapped up in selecting a wig for me, and discussing my options, we just weren't paying much attention to what Gracie was doing. Each time we turned around she was wearing a different wig....anything from jet black, to Hollywood blond. It was hysterical....and will always be a fun memory for me. When our wig shopping trip ended Gracie told me she had a gift for me in the car. She had been telling me all afternoon how she had made biscuits at school today. She was so proud about each biscuit making detail.....especially how you "knead" the dough....she got to knead the dough all buy herself! She reached into their car and pulled out a half eaten biscuit....just for me! Now, I can't think of a better way to end a wig shopping trip, than to be given a half eaten biscuit by my sweet 6 year old niece, who "kneaded" it all by herself in her kindergarten classroom!

I have to end this with one more story. When I met Kanoshia at the ACS today she asked me why I didn't park in the spot "reserved only for cancer patients"..... I parked down the street and walked there. She commented on how when she was pregnant she took full advantage of parking in the spots labeled "reserved for expectant mothers". It reminded me of a phase I went through about 5 years ago that I never shared with her. When we found out that we were selected to be Jaden's parents, we had one month to prepare for his birth. So, yes, you can guess where I'm going with this. For that ENTIRE month I PROUDLY parked in any spot that was labeled "reserved for expectant mothers".

I Survived!

Yeah, I have survived my week of chemo side effects! I'm feeling much better now...thank you! Wow! What a week! Let me start from the beginning....

After my infusion, Bret drove us home. We had no weather problems or traffic problems (thank you for your prayers), and the only side effect I was experiencing was exhaustion.....perfect for the 3 hour drive home! I enjoyed my long nap, and was excited to get home Friday evening to see my little guy and my mom who was staying in our home to watch him.

My mom had intended on leaving Saturday but was unable to, due to our snow storm. It was perfect because I was still not experiencing any side effects at all. I was able to enjoy some great "girl" time with her, hanging out in our sweats and drinking coffee. We could seriously do that for hours and never run out of things to talk about. It was a very special day, and I feel God blessed me with it so I could enjoy my time with my mom. We did however keep wondering if or when the other shoe was going to drop and I might start feeling sick.......well it did.....but not until Monday.

My mom left Sunday and I began feeling extremely tired. Monday.....wow, was a whole other story, as was the entire week. The nausea set in, the exhaustion was unbelievable, and every bone in my body ached beyond belief! And every day I kept asking myself, why on earth am I doing this again? The cancer was removed, the chances of it being anywhere else are slim? Hmmm.....wonder if I can somehow skip this treatment phase? Now, I know my mom, my sister, and Connie just read that last sentence and are probably tempted to jump in the car and escort me to my next infusion to make sure I'll actually show up. Don't worry....please. My rational side has returned and I know why I'm doing chemo. I know I'm blessed that I get to do chemo. I know that I'm blessed to have the drug Herceptin, a drug so many women died during clinical trials, just waiting for it to be approved. I know they would have done anything to be in my shoes....to have a chance to secure there future...to have hopes and dreams of watching there children graduate from high school, get married, etc. I know too, that the studies show that women with my same tumors (stage one, grade 3, HER2 +) who decided not to do chemo, did not have a good 5 year survival rate....let alone a long term one...so yes, I'm thrilled to do chemo! Really! And please, during my next treatment, when I'm down again, feel free to remind me of everything I just wrote! That's what you prayer warriors and friends are for, and I will need it! I actually sent my family an article that was published in December about my treatment plan and the importance of following through on it to decrease my chances of recurrence. I did this, so they would remind me many times during my sick days, the importance of sticking to the plan!

I think what makes this entire cancer experience so bizarre for me is that I never felt sick! Never felt these 2 tumors, nada, nothing, zip! Never would have known I had cancer had I not been screened. Now, I'm going through a year of treatment, and I'm getting sick, to get better from a disease I never initially felt sick from. Crazy talk I know, but believe me, I've had way too much time on my hands to think about this!

November 4, 2008 was election day, and it was my last "normal" day as I'll know it for a long time, if ever. I of course voted that day, watched the news all day, downloaded Halloween photos, cleaned up a bit around my house, made dinner, talked to Kim several times on the phone about the election, and prepared for a night of election coverage to watch with Bret (we love politics!). It was a pretty boring evening in that Barack Obama had won by such a land side (we like a little more drama here), but nevertheless, exciting in that it was a history making event. As we wrapped up the evening I reminded Bret that I had this "follow-up" mammogram to do in the morning for "additional images".... He needed to be home to watch Jaden so I could go. I packed a book in my purse to read in the waiting room the next morning. Was actually looking forward to some down time to read....all you mothers out there know what I'm talking about. We go to the dentist, the dr., or whatever, and it's actually a break in our routine for us! Anyway, that is how I spent my last innocent, "life before cancer" day! Never in a million years could I have imagined what November 5Th would have entailed! I'm still just thankful to God and my family and close friends for getting me through those first few days. You will never fully appreciate how much you blessed me, protected me, and cared for me. I've never been so full of fear and shock in my life.....and I hope to never experience that again, Lord willing.

So for now, the only left over chemo side effect I'm experiencing is my complete and utter disgust for coffee, which, if you know me well, you know I'm in SERIOUS mourning over this one! I cannot even handle the odor of coffee brewing, which normally is a delight to me, a "Good morning, Gretta." Bret has had to drive to the Starbuck's drive thru to get his morning fix, and I can't let him bring his coffee into the house. This has been quite an adjustment for both of us. I am a COFFEE QUEEN! Coffee represents so many things to me, which, is probably why I must mourn it. First, and most important it is my best friend in the morning. I drink my coffee while I read my bible during Diego (Jaden's am show). I thoroughly enjoy smelling the coffee brew, and listening to my pot putter and purr as it brews! Coffee is also my social drink of choice.....I share it during special moments with friends, Bret, my mom, my sister.....it's just a staple item in my life, and I miss loving it!

Last but not least.....no news about my hair. I haven't lost any of it yet, but was told to expect to in the next 2 weeks. Oddly enough, last week was the first week, I never even thought about losing my hair.....however, it is a reality I'm going to have to face sooner than later, so if you could pray for my acceptance of it, that would be great! I have 2 weeks before my next infusion, so I plan on doing a lot of wig shopping and hat shopping. I'm going to try to have fun with this whole wig thing.....trying to look at them as accessories to my wardrobe, you know, like jewelry. I'm hoping to get several of them in all different styles and even colors, just to experiment. So yes, one day I might pick Jaden up from school as a brunette, and the next day, I just might be a red head, we'll see! And on that note, I'll leave you with a photo of a wig that I'm looking to cross off my shopping list this week!

Need Some Light from Above

I need a little light from above shining on me right now! Thanks for the prayers.....feeling much better physically......have had some tough emotional moments these last couple of days.

One Down, Five to go!

Waiting in the infusion lobby to get prepped for Chemo #1!

My little nook in the infusion center for the next 6 hours......cozy! Check out all my windows! :)

You can't have an infusion center without a fireplace....a nice added comfort of home to this environment. :)

Cheers to Chemo infusion # 1!

A visit from my "cheerleader" Connie Rufenbarger!

This will be a shorter post, so I decided to include more photos to tell the story this time.

Yesterday I felt great, was wondering if I'd even get sick! Today (Sunday), the nausea is definitely settling in, and I just feel generally ill. Not complaining, haven't thrown up, which is great! Wanted to let you all know how much we felt your prayers from Thursday driving to Indy, and all the way back home on Friday. I had such a peace throughout the entire infusion as well. We are still amazed each day at how God truly uses your prayers to sustain us! Another "treasure in this darkness" for us! Thanks so much! Hope you have a blessed week!

Countdown to Chemo

Well, we have been on the chemo count down this week. My first treatment is this Friday, Jan. 9th. I've been anticipating this day for weeks now, but the dread of it has certainly peaked this week. The anticipation of it reminds me of how I use to feel when I would ride roller coasters in my younger days. Roller coasters seem to start with a huge climb.....I remember being terrified during that climb, anticipating the deep plunge that would follow, and hoping I wouldn't fly out of my seat on the way down! During that climb, which seemed to take forever, I always regretted standing in line for 2 hours to experience such a crazy thrill! I can still here the ticking noise of those coasters in my head......that's what the last few weeks have felt like for me.......a slow ticking noise rattling in my mind nonstop, day and night with no relief, because that plunge into chemo has yet to begin....the constant reminder that I have cancer, and my life as I knew it just a few months ago has drastically changed. In many ways, this diagnosis is still so shocking to both of us. It feels like we've been on autopilot since November!


Physically, I'm feeling so much better this week. I'm 4 weeks out from my surgery....time flies! I was able to start driving again this week, and began to resume some of my normal activities here at home. Doing "normal" activities has been very therapeutic! :)


Tomorrow we will be leaving for Indiana. My infusion starts early Friday morning and it will take 6 hours to complete. So for now if you could pray for safe travels, good weather, and the ability for me to get back home before the side effects of chemo kick in......we would so appreciate it! My nurse said the side effects typically begin 4-6 hours after the end of the infusion......that should enable me to get back home......as long as we don't hit too much rush hour "Friday" traffic on the way back! And as for side effects, the 2 biggest concerns my oncologist has are my white blood cell count getting too low, which would prevent my body from being able to fight off infection. The other side effect is permanent heart damage. Monday I had a mugascan performed on my heart to see how it's functioning now. I will continue to have these scans throughout my treatment to make sure the chemo is not causing any permanent damage to my heart.


I'm being treated as if I were a stage 4, meaning the chemo I'm getting is used for patients at that level. Guess it's because of the aggressive nature of my cancer.....anyway the daily side effects can be pretty ugly, so your prayers that I could tolerate it would also be appreciated. Throughout this cancer journey, I have been praying that despite the fear, and frustration I feel, that I may also experience what Romans 15:13 describes:


"May the God of hope fill me with all joy and peace as I trust in Him, so that I may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit."


Thank you for your continued love, support and prayers! Bret and I have been so touched by our friends, family, and even strangers both near and far who have reached out to us. This week has been a tough week and I apologize for the calls/emails I haven't returned yet. Depending on how I feel, Bret may update the blog next week after my chemo.


I have to end with a special moment I had today. This morning I was gently awakened when my son covered me with his "blankie"...... I opened my eyes, and the sight I saw was precious! Jaden had his hands folded together and was praying out loud...."Jesus, please protect my mommy, and make her boo-boo all better. Thank you God, Amen."

Photos of our Journey

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