I admit that every year as May approaches I spend a lot of time reflecting on things I spend the rest of the year trying to forget. For instance, I remember that first year on the 4th floor of the “old, old” Phoenix Children’s Hospital when absolutely nothing seemed certain. Sometimes we lived day by day, others it was minute by minute. Doctors promised us nothing and we learned to count on exactly that…nothing. But through it all we had faith, faith in God and faith in our son. Somehow, someway we knew we would all make it through. And we did, here we are an incredible 11 years later and Max is not only surviving but thriving!
Max, we wish you a very happy and HEALTHY year and a hundred more to come! No words adequately express our love for you and our awe of your courage and strength. We thank God everyday for the present that you are!
Now for the fun….enjoy this video of Max’s class singing to him and enjoying a cupcake treat!