Anaya and I get to go home on Saturday! I'm excited to return to the green flowering spring. It is so dismal here, brown and leafless. Back home where I don't have to talk about death anymore. Where we can live in the present and enjoy Anayas life and the sunshine. I still pray for a miracle. I still believe she can heal if that is what is meant to be. It is her destiny to simply be herself and live however long she does.