Jun
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My Dad and I were talking on the way to drop him off at the airport and he told me I was “strong”. I do not think about it often, but he really made me think on the drive home.
I never thought I was a strong person, I never think it now…but I am. Heart Mom’s (and Dad’s) are brave and strong. We have to be. If I was not strong how would I get through Trevor through his everyday life? Some days are easy “typical” if you will. Then there are the days that test your faith, your coping skills and yourself.
We are really lucky to have a “healthy” heart kid, he is strong and jumps every hurdle placed before him. Thank you God!
