Amanda is my daughter...

I have three beautiful daughters. They are all amazing young women. I'll introduce them later. This blog is about one of my daughters in particular. Her name is Amanda, and she has Cystic Fibrosis. We found out when she was four months old. The year was 1990. That day was one of the darkest days of my life. All I knew about CF was what I'd seen on the old Public Service commercials on TV back in the 1960's. Back then, kids with CF did not live very long. About 8 years. My heart sunk when I learned the diagnosis. After some counseling, we learned that the life expectancy was 21 years. Better than 8, but not enough. Amanda is 22 years old now. She has graduated high school and married a wonderful young man named Cody,who loves her deeply and joined the US Navy in order to provide health insurance for her.

I am writing this post from a hospital room in Seattle. This has been Amanda's worse downturn ever. We are hoping for the best and doing all we can to aid her healing. Prayer is a large part of our effort, and social media reports to friends and family have garnered such a multitude of prayer beyond anything we've ever experienced. We are so thankful. Even at that, Amanda is very ill and closer to death than she has ever been. We hope she'll recover.

This blog is about the times I've had with my little girl Amanda, as she grew into the amazing women that she is today. I plan on posting here often. I hope in some small way that this may help and/or inspire some other poor parent who's beloved child has CF. That is my wish.