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A dose of humbleness

I'm sure everyone thinks I am one of "those" people who share too much on Facebook, when we are in the hospital, when we have family pictures, Derik got a promotion! Okay at least I can make fun of myself ;) By me sharing, and letting people into our world, we have support, we have more love, and we have come across some very humble and caring people who will forever have an impact on our small little world. One gal I came across is Cheryl. Derik was actually connected to her family by mutual friends, I saw her post something about Cystic Fibrosis one day and decided to "friend" her. Through our Facebook friendship, I learned a pot about her. She too has grown to know the girls and sent Zoie a cute "65 roses" necklace. Today we got to meet Cheryl. Both girls and I went and spent some time with her and her mama, and I tell you, I have never met a "stranger" who opened up her heart, showed love for Zoie, and was so sweet. Cheryl had a daughter pass away from Cystic Fibrosis a while ago, and I am thankful we were able to share stories, mom comments, our ups and downs, and most of all connect that bond that we will forever have. We are both parents to CF kiddos. As Derik and I are so caught up in packing, moving, cleaning, and the girls, we sometimes get sidetracked, as everyone does. Cheryl doesn't know it, but she brought me back to that humble state I so love to be at. She reminded me what is important. I want to thank her from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to meet us on her vacation and that she will always be a part of our life :)

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