Strength for the Climb

My blog is a personal journey of the blessings I have been entrusted with and the strength I have been given to make the climb. I invite you to follow along as I write about faith, family, and Down syndrome.


“What do you mean there is no hope?”

I can still see Chris’ reaction as he came around the corner after the doctor gave us the update on Andrew’s status.  Across his chest, in Blaine Bengal colors, I read the word STRENGTH.  It was a shirt Andrew had made for the high school hockey guys he trained for in the off-season lifting program.  He put it on before we drove the 6 excruciating hours from the Twin Cities to the Chicago hospital where a machine was keeping Andrew alive.  “It is only a matter of time before he passes away,” the rounding doctor explained.    

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