Rare...


    Trying to find gratitude in each day I’m able to get up and do normal things.♥️
    One rare mistake in an emergency surgery that couldn’t be stopped took away my everyday normal. 🤷🏻‍♀️
    So I’m remembering that there’s seasons for everything and this isn’t the end, just apart of the journey.



 

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