If it takes a village to
raise a child, then it sure as heck takes an army to raise a child with a
terminal illness.
There is no way around it
- unplanned doctor visits, constant medications, staying on top of refills,
medical bills, treatments, long stays at the hospital.
Growing up my family was
my army. My extended family, my army. Our family-friends, my army.
As I grew up and started
my own family and moved away, I knew I needed to expand and even grow my own
army. An army of friends who, although may not understand fully the life I live
but support me.
Unfortunately, living
with a terminal illness doesn't always allow for the time sometimes necessary
to build that kind of relationship. Thus, I started my blog, Sherman Army. To
raise a flag, to spread awareness, and open my heart to those that want to join.
Sherman Army is here as a
place for me to word vomit my feelings, health adventures, and
our family life. Here is where I put a segment of me out into the world, hoping to reach somebody going through the same or similar thing. To connect. To build you up. To build me up.
I want to thank those of
you who have been with me from the beginning. You're the original Army; the
Captains, Lieutenants, and Generals, who I wouldn't be here without. This was originally a very hard thing for me to do, I was hesitant for many years. I spent nights crying because of fear, fear of not wanting to put myself out there. Fear of the 'haters' on the internet. But as I worked through each of those, and knew there was a greater purpose in this, ShermanArmy.com began to develop.
For those
that have found my journey and joined along the way. I have felt you. You make me stronger - to fight harder. To continue to be brave. For that, I thank you from the bottom of my lungs.
Signing off.
General of your Sherman Army,
Mandie
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