It has been a little over 7 years since the phone call came from one of the the kindest, smartest gentlemen I know telling me that my daughter had cancer. God has drenched us with His faithfulness, love and mercy from the very beginning whether she was sick in the back seat from her first chemo treatment or driving us to her (NOW) YEARLY checkup at Shands, 250 miles away, to check in with that same gentleman who carefully mended and has tended to her left arm ever since. To God be all glory and Honor!