If you didn't know already, or haven't figured it out by the tone and content of this blog, I'm a man. I'm an old-fashioned guy that adheres pretty strictly to Rev. 0 of the guy code. That's Rev. 0, the original version, not that touchy-feely, emotional stuff that 'men' use to define themselves today. As a result, I understand and appreciate the pat on the shoulder, followed by the awkward silence when words fail to express the obvious concern and care.
But I am amazed by what I have observed since Rory was born, and especially during this time. My family has been the recipient of an unimaginable outpouring of love and support. An outpouring so overwhelming that I literally have difficulty processing it in its entirety.
To all of you that have thought of us, prayed for us, stopped by to see us, provided meals, or otherwise supported us in our time of need: thank-you so very much. Thank you to the management at SPI for your understanding during this time. An additional thank-you is extended to the Ramaha's and the Brandon's for watching our home front while we've been camped out at the RMH all these weeks. And a very special thank-you to the Davis' and the Knudsen's, who have been caring for Reese and Riley so often and for so long, allowing us to focus on Rory and her needs. These debts can never be repaid, and we are truly appreciative. I am truly appreciative.
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