Enlightened

This is big.  Today is big. 

Two years ago I went to find out if my baby was a girl or a boy - a boy, I was convinced. 

Today marks two years since the doc in the glasses falling to the tip of his nose, tipped his head down, peered over his rims and gave me a very serious and solom look.  I couldn't stop what was coming next.  He may as well have just pulled my heart out and threw it on the floor that day.  The words he spoke sent me into a state of shock.  I was paralyzed.

Two years ago, a baby who was nameless was given what appeared to be a death sentence.  Few in the medical community gave us hope.  But, we searched for it.  And, we found it.  And, we're living it - enlightened.

Enlighten: to give intellectual or spiritual light to; instruct; impart knowledge to.

Many thanks to those who supported us from day one - regardless of what life or death decisions we were about to make.  My family, our friends and our cardiologist, John Stock.  I say "our" because I feel like he not only helped heal Zoe's heart, but our famly's as well.  He is all cardiologist and part psychologist.  He met with us for a long, long time on December 10th and delivered the facts of Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome.  Our options, our future.

Two years ago, I had no idea we'd be LIVING as fully as we are.  Zoe added a whole new dimension to our lives.  She's brought significant life lessons to many (including myself) who would never have the opportunity to be enlightened. 

It's amazing what one tiny little girl can do. 

Thank you for following Zoe's journey and allowing her to englighten and inspire you. 

Happy Holidays to all of our loved ones, near and far!

Zoe decorated, thanks to Emmy