I hadn't asked to be told. I wish I didn't know. But I do. And I admit it hurts.
I Wasn’t Supposed to Know

I hadn't asked to be told. I wish I didn't know. But I do. And I admit it hurts.
I sat in a hospital that was—well, let's just say it was different than the one I'd sat in almost two months prior.
By the time you read this, Laura and I will be somewhere in the middle of a 26 hour plane ride to the other side of this ol' world of ours. Even as we leave so many family members and friends behind, we don't leave without hope, hope so many of you instilled within us, and we're grateful.