This last month of my life has been full of adversity. I have lived within a hurricane of pain and emotion. I have been thrashed against the rocks. I have been broken into millions of pieces. But you, my readers, my friends, you have been there for it all. You have been beside me while I have moaned and cried out in agony. You stood by me amidst the rocks and extended your hand, knowing it was really all you could do. I am not "fixed". I am still finding my footing - and I will continue to fall again and again. I will probably always be a little bit broken. There will always be a piece of me that is missing - and the rest of me will never really fit back together properly. I know that some days will be better than others. I know that time will help me heal. But, you have also helped me heal. Through reading these words and sending me pictures of my daughter's name, you are a part of my recovery.
Thank you for being a part of this journey, which is far from over. You might not think you are able to make a difference, but you already have. I appreciate all of you. Every day.