I enter this new year with a grateful heart.
We almost lost my daddy several times over the holidays.
I found myself begging for more time and more strength.
There is nothing like a night in ICU with someone you love to get your priorities in order.
That was my second time of swabbing a mouth with a sponge while bargaining with God.
I am sharing this because I know you get it.
If someone you love has epilepsy, you know fear.
I am so grateful that my daddy made it through surgery and is on the slow road back.
We have been given more time together. There is no greater gift.
I plan on making it count.
Life is precious. Love is precious. Time is precious.
Seizure Mama/ Flower Roberts