And Justice Makes 4

There are two sides to every story, this is my side. 16 years ago I met Levi, the love of my life. Well, I take that back, we actually met when I was 10 years old and he was 15 but as you can imagine, we didn't really care who each other was back then. So let's just stick with the 16 years ago story. So I was in college and he was pretty fresh out of the Marine Corp and it was just about as close to love at first sight as one could get. Within the year I had moved back from college to be closer to him and soon after that we were planning our big Catholic wedding. About a year after the wedding came our son Cy. Cy was perfect. He was never sick, he made us laugh, we just loved him so much. We decided we needed another one. So by the time Cy turned 2 1/2 the new baby was about to arrive. Life was perfect! One more kiss to Cy before heading to the hospital to have the baby and we'll be home in 2 days..........Funny how a joyful memory can make you have to swallow back tears in a flash.

This is my life starting from that moment. That moment when I learned exactly how confusing it gets when good and bad collide. This well be stories of joy, happiness, triumph, thankfulness, gratitude, hope, grief, sadness, loss, self pity, despair, and anger. These are stories of growth. The growth of both spirit and body. The growth of a mother and her daughter seen through the mother's eyes.

I do not plan to sugar coat my stories. They will be bias, they are from my point of view only. They will be full of medical terminology which I will try to explain the best I can. This will be the raw uncut version of raising a child with special needs. I spend a good amount of energy making the world feel more comfortable with my daughter and her medical needs only to have to suck it up and take care of them myself. No one ever asked me if I wanted or thought I could handle this, I just do it. If I have to be vomited on or covered in her blood, that's what happens. That's what I plan to share. The real nitty gritty, highs and lows of fighting so my child can succeed and live life. I am also not a writer so I have no intention of using proper grammar or even proofreading past pushing the spell check button. Think of it as my own unique style and go with it.

So welcome to "Raising Justice." Soon you will meet a beautiful little girl that completely changed my life. I can't wait to hear how Justice will touch yours.