A very special super-star.

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"I wouldn't change him, even in my hardest moments. I'm so thankful for him just because of all the love he has brought," Liz said. "He's considered disabled, but I think he's perfect. I wouldn't change him because he's just so cool."


Yep. That's me. I said that and it's true, "he's just so cool!". Our family is in an article in a local magazine called, Mirror Moms. I was contacted a few weeks ago and did an over the phone interview with a lady named Kristy. The article is called, "Ronald McDonald House helps families with sick children". You can read the article here. I speak briefly of Case and our time at the RMH. I was also contacted by a lady named Dawn, from a local t.v. show called "Central PA live." She asked if I would like to be on the show, I said I would love to. Her and her camera man came to our house this past Monday. I did an interview while he recorded and then he video taped our very special super-star in action. Case sped around the house getting into drawers and playing with toys. I will be on the show Monday the 6th. It's on WTAJTV10 at 4 pm. They will also air the footage they got here. The whole experience is a good one. We've all enjoyed being a part of sharing this very special story. One question Dawn asked caught me a little off guard. She asked me why I decided to share Case's story with her and Kristy and all of you. I paused thinking, "Hmmmm, that's a good question…" My answer went something like this: "I've seen the hurt on mom's faces when they realize their child is going to be born different. I want them to know that just because a child is a little different doesn't mean they are a problem. Case is not a problem he is a blessing." I mean that when I say it. I wouldn't change Case if I could. I would keep him exactly the way he is. Perfect.






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  1. lesliFebruary 1, 2012 at 11:10 PM

    I am so proud of you!! Thank you for sharing your triumphs and struggles as you walk where few of us can imagine walking. You bring a new appreciation for the health of our children as well as an understanding that His ways are NOT our ways!! I love you so much.
    May God continue to richly bless you as you seek Him first!!
    Lesli

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