I remember a conversation I had with one of Anne Marie's doctors. He was explaining how being in the hospital for so long and how the sudden changes in Anne Marie and the delicacy of her condition could be so stressful, and that situations like this can take "quite a toll on a family." But he said, "You all seem to be handling it remarkably well." I told him that yes, there were times it was hard, but that we didn't feel the "heaviness" of it. I told him how supportive our family was and how we had many, many people praying for us. So now, a year later, I say thank you again. Thank you for your love and prayers for our family. I won't ever forget.
And thank you also for the love and prayers sent our way for Anne Marie's first birthday. I was once again humbled by the e-mails, text messages, and cards sent remembering Anne Marie. Thank you for remembering.
And thank you for the special things sent to us lately.
I will always treasure this album. My dad made it for me and brought it to me on Anne Marie's birthday:
In it are all the posts we have written about Anne Marie. I sat up one evening and read through the whole thing. Her story all in one pink book: