Well Noel is traveling again... not alone of I'm with her of course. This time we have traveled almost 650 miles to Kansas City, unfortunately we have come for a funeral. My cousin Matthew, who was a year younger than me, lost his life early last Sunday morning in St. Louis, MO. He left behind a wife and a beautiful daughter who is only six months old. So we came to be with our family in this very hard time. (I have to say as far as traveling with a trach vented baby I might be becoming quite the expert.) I would truly appreciate if you would keep my family in your thoughts and prayers this weekend.
Friday, September 5, 2008
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