I am new at this. I decided to give it a shot. This blog thing. :]
I want to share the story of my baby boy Grant Micheal.
I have decided that I am going to be a nurse, because this one little miracle. His name is Grant. I met him five years ago. I volunteered at a camp for children with developmental disabilities. We were all assigned a child to care after during camp. Because ” I have an enormous heart and I am very understanding” I got the honor of having Grant as my camp buddy. He was four when i met him. This boy was one of the worst cases at the camp. He was deaf, had Autism, Down Syndrome, and severe heart problems. Science and his doctors said he shouldn’t have live past two, but this boy had purpose. He was here to help me decide what i needed to do with my life. I continued to go back to camp every summer and winter.
Well until 2007. January 19, 2008 the angels came to relieve him of his suffering, but before he left he wrote me a letter and told me he wanted me to be a nurse so i could help more children like him. Because i made the last few years of his precious life better. He had someone other than family that cared. And that boy was my entire world for the almost three years i knew him. He changed my ways, and helped me to realize i have a purpose. I am now going to school slowly but surely to become an RN. For him. :]
So this January I will get a tattoo in honor of him.
“As real as it seems you’re only in my dreams”<-
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