In 2006, my husband was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. They gave him three months to live. Within a month, my stepson was killed. Grieving deeply, I had to find a job while caring for my husband. I felt hopeless and was desperate to find a survivor of glioblastoma multiforme, but only found memorial sites, so I created my own site, compelled to give hope to others. Ted’s still going strong and inspires me every day. This is a site for hope. firstname.lastname@example.org
Thursday, July 5, 2012
4th of July Hangover.
As much as we like the 4th, our dog KC is really happy the party is over! Our county allows all fireworks! It's really loud.