Much of Hope’s story is still unwritten. She is writing her story everyday. She’s eight today and has a whole lot of milestones still ahead of her. Doctor’s appointments multiple times a week no longer keep me running. Instead she keeps me on my toes, she loves me unlike anyone else can. She’s beautiful, and very stubborn. She’s incredibly independent and has no trouble voicing her opinion. My biggest fear is no longer that she might die every day. My biggest fear is her growing up. I don’t want her to follow in my footsteps, I want her to do better and be better. I want her to be successful and above all I want her to know she can do ANYTHING. The sky is the limit for her. I pray she never has to endure the feelings and trials I did as an adult. I also hope when she is old enough to date and marry that she is wise. I pray that my future son in law is a good man and is kind and that she never has to feel like I did with Mitchell or Charles. I will add to the online version of this story as she grows and experiences new things, the handwritten version will be given to Hope the day she graduates high school. Please never tell me that you’re sorry. This has been a ride I never expected, and couldn’t prepare for. I am so blessed to be her mother. I’ve made mistakes along the way, but I have always loved and never quit on her. She changed my identity the day she was born, and has changed my life everyday since. I would walk through every ounce of pain and fire all over again to have her. She was no accident. She is worth all of it!