Red, yellow, black and white. This is us. Family. Blended and different. Each one loved and accepted. Colorful hues of personality and culture that blends into our lives. Red, yellow, black and white. It’s not the family I expected. Yet if I were to take an honest look deep into my heart, I would say…
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Even There
The call came Monday afternoon. A representative from Ochsner in New Orleans was calling to set up our first consultation with their facility. It was time to face the reality of what is coming after chemo. Stem cell transplant. Reality started setting in. Like a heavy wet coat, I felt the weight of what was…