This past year has been one of the most challenging years of our lives personally and emotionally. We moved our family into my elderly grandma's house to give her a better life. We were forced into a construction zone fixing a dilapidated house, Dylan and Tegan sharing a bedroom with bunk beds none-the-less, new schools, new family roles, and left a familiar life to better another's (Dylan and Tegan's great-grandma), the process with Hospice, and dealing with the loss of an amazing person. This past year has been one that I will never forget and more importantly it drives home the importance of family (which I include my closest friends) and how in our darkest days - it's the only thing that matters in the end.
The gravity of what Dylan has been through and has overcome to this point can never be understated. Like all the years before it, we're so blessed to continue on this journey and always feel so thankful...all too often kids whom grow up like him will struggle, turn inward, and face serious depression. We will never be able to accurately express to Dylan how strong and amazing he is - for it's his relentless perseverance that drives his success, not us.