The best roomie ever

The last few weeks have been a whirlwind.  I still have moments about 5 times a day where I question whether or not I am having a nightmare or imagining these last few weeks of occurrences with Stephanie.  My poor wife has been through so much.  We have been through so much.

One incredible gift we have been given is the gift of my Mother, Karen Virgin.  The same woman who fought and sacrificed for my brother and I to have a normal life.  Stephanie and I are fortunate enough to live with her now because, imagine this, Stephaine the real estate mogul sold her house before she had a house to live in. 

Not long after my mother moved in it became clear that she was a tremendous roommate!  I guess I took this for granted in my teen years when I could think of nothing else but the day I would move out on my own.  In my adult life, however, my mother is an A+ roomie.  

It does not suffice to describe my mom as just a roommate.  On a daily basis she makes it clear to Stephanie, my brother Kevin, and I that she would do absolutely anything to make our lives better.  What she never realized is that her presence alone is what makes our lives better every second she is involved.  

There have been many people over the last month who have dedicated time, money, and love in support of Stephanie. No one person has been there more or has helped more than my mother.  

Please accept this small written token of appreciation mom.  Stephanie and I would be in an even tougher position if it not for you.  

If you are reading this I hope that you have someone in your life like my mother.  

Thank you Mom for the relentless support through this long hard journey Stephanie and I are on.  We love you dearly.