Mark the day! On September 21st, 7 months and 3 weeks after your stroke, you walked over the top of the little mountain near your house and down the other side, and met your son--who has the sweetest smile in the world--at school. And then you walked him back over the mountain and down the other side to your house. You were exhausted. But what a milepost! CELEBRATE THE DAY! your mom
On February 2, 2010, I had a stroke. I was 45. The origins of my brain hemorrhage are a mystery. I have two children, who were 4 and 7 at the time, a wonderful husband, and a great nuclear and extended family. Some say I was a little happier after my stroke. Having a stroke is no fun, but the parade of family and friends has kept me going.
Mark the day! On September 21st, 7 months and 3 weeks after your stroke, you walked over the top of the little mountain near your house and down the other side, and met your son--who has the sweetest smile in the world--at school. And then you walked him back over the mountain and down the other side to your house. You were exhausted. But what a milepost! CELEBRATE THE DAY! your mom
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