October 13 is a day of hope for us. October 13th of last year was the first time we were given good news. News that strict bedrest seemed to be working and hope in the form of steroid injections and more advanced treatment and intervention. I had been on bedrest for 3 weeks and we had been holding onto our own hope, but it wasn't until October 13th that our hope was bigger than our constant prayers and outwardly positive attitudes.
Its coincidental but quite fitting that we are having Virginia's birthday party 9 days before her birthday. Today, October 13th, we will celebrate with some family and friends. Our hope never looked so beautiful, spunky or strong as Virginia looks today.
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