The Impossible Dream

It was perhaps our family's darkest hour during the late summer & early fall of 2001. I don't have to remind any American what was happening on the national & global scene during that time. Our family was no stranger to crisis either. My wife was fighting for our oldest son's life as well as her own in a small hospital room on the south side of Kansas City, Missouri. There she would be bed ridden for the better half of four months & it wouldn't be until Thanksgiving, before our son would finally come home from the hospital for the first time. It was in that small room where life & death hung in the balance that my wife's vision for becoming a physician was born. That was almost eight years ago.

Fast forward.

This weekend Natalie sang for a crowd of six thousand during UTMB graduation exercises for the class of 2009. How things change. While our journey & purpose is never fully complete this side of eternity, this is an enormous milestone to finally arrive just under a year from graduation. Her vision is now within reach.

Lean years these have been. It's easy to forget that dreams come with a hefty price tag if you're not the one in the hot seat. Nevertheless, here we are at opportunity's gate. what a dream. What a journey. What a woman.