I grew up in a small, small town in a big family. I am the youngest. I was diagnosed on Sept. 11, 2001. I got the call as I was watching the news that morning. It really put things into perspective and I can say that I've never felt sorry for myself.
I have lived with my elderly mother to help care for her for about the last five years, but our house burned on new years. Now I live with my beautiful, sweet, loving, fun niece-Amy (yes she is in the room
I can't wait to see you all in Tyler.
Hershey
