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happy 2 years and 6 years!

On March 15th I celebrated my 2 years with my donor's heart and on March 25th my husband and I celebrate our 6th year anniversary. And that isn't all...Steve's sister had her baby boy on March 23rd.

The week of my 2nd year with my donor's heart, I thought about her family and her all week long. I am so very grateful that my donor said yes to being a donor and for all the doctors, nurses and everyone who came and visited me when I was in the hospital. It is crazy to think how far I have come without all of the love and care that I continue to feel each in everyday I doubt I would be where I am at today. Thank you for all your kindness and thoughts. There are no words to express how thankful I feel, so thanks for keeping me smiling :)



Steve and I ran 5 miles at a St. Patricks fun run 


Me being me, of course

When Steve's sister, Kate had her baby, Boggs Irvin Gardner aka BIG. I took the poor me train at first because of what happened a few weeks ago. I am still struggling with the whole surrogate thing, but knowing that God has a plan for both Steve and I in becoming parents in the future. I decided to be happy for Kate and her husband. I have tried to remember this phrase this missionary said in a talk. "If you want to punch Satan in the face, open your mouth and preach the gospel." I don't really preach the gospel necessarily, but I have been opening my mouth to God asking for forgiveness for my thoughts of me becoming a mother. Putting all my faith in God is hard to do sometimes, but I honestly feel God's love each day I continue to believe that He is the Almighty. I am so proud of Kate, she is going to be a great mother to Boggs and I can't wait to see my new nephew.


Meet Boggs

This weekend Steve and I celebrated being together for 6 years. It doesn't feel like we have been together for that long, but time flies when you are in love I guess. He is my better half, he makes me a better me, he is amazing, he makes me laugh at the dumbest things, he loves me for me, he always thinks of others, he is kind and I am one lucky girl to call him my own. Happy half dozen love!


Steve and I at Treefort Music Fest downtown Boise 


We went to watch the sunset :) 


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