Hope is the thing that is willing to take a chance on the future. Hope is the capacity to see something on the horizon that we are willing to move toward. If our hope gets us from today to tomorrow, and in that new day we are ready or able to deal with something we thought we couldn’t face, then hope has done its job. There is a worse thing than false hope. It is no hope.
Our son, Jack was born with an unknown subtype of dystroglycanopathy congenital muscular dystrophy. As a result of his disease, Jack suffered from severe muscle weakness and was ventilator dependent from four months of age until his death at the age of 15. This blog started out as a way to keep family and friends updated on Jack's spinal fusion surgery in the summer of 2006. Thereafter, it has become a window into Jack's life and the lives of those who loved him.
Our sweet Jack died peacefully on January 5, 2014. Jack's journey is over. As Jack's mom, I now have to figure out how to live "Ann's Journey". I'm not sure where I go from here, but I know that wherever I go, Jack will always be with me, in my heart and guiding me in all I do.
Thank you for riding along with us on our journey.