Before you even ask, my heart and I are doing just dandy. I believe on our last visit for a biopsy I received a perfect score in relation to my level of rejection. I feel better than ever, with this heart of mine. It and I have become very good friends, as it lets me do more than I ever could've dreamed of, compared to what my old heart allowed me to do. Before my transplant, I was around 5'4", 80 lbs. in the 8th grade. I was very weak compared to the other kids. Now, I'm 5'11", almost 125 lbs., and stronger than ever. Yes, I'm still a twig, but compared to before...I'm a new person. You just don't know how much I smile when we play dodgeball in school now. Before, I was great at dodging (didn't have to try too hard when you can literally fit in a locker), but I never could throw the ball very hard. When I would throw, the ball would either be caught by someone, or travel about half of the basketball court and hit the floor. Gently. When I came back from St. Louis in the spring of 8th grade, a classmate actually commented on my throwing, asking if I had traded arms with someone while I was out there also. I could now, from the same distance as my classmates, make that solid thwacking sound that every other kid could make on the gym wall when I threw the ball. I know it seems petty, but trust me, it means a lot to know that you are just as good as everyone else. And that's just one of the many things that makes me happy that I have the chance to be here typing this post.
Moving away from the mushy-gushy stuff, I'm not doing much of anything else besides preparing my pigs for the fair show this week. I think they look very good, and that I have a good chance of doing well.
Closing out this post, it might be a surprise to some people, but I like reading quotes. Therefore, any post that I make, I will end with a quote. That being said, have a good evening!
A man is not idle because he is absorbed in thought. There is a visible labor, and there is an invisible labor.






Kaleb is enjoying getting outside. He is a true farm boy just like his dad. He found one of Kenton's old toy tractors when we were cleaning out the garage and started right away playing with it.
He turned 11 months and I hope I get get a post up about that in the next few days. He enjoys spending time with his big brother even if it is sleeping.
We spent Easter at the Norris House with Kenton's family. Kaleb loved the Easter Egg Hunting.


