Having DBA has taught me to not give up the fight and to do the best that I can. The DBAF has become more than just a source of friends and knowledge, but a family of support through the bad and the good.
It has been seven years since DBA became part of our vocabulary. Our son’s diagnosis brought confusion, apprehension and despair. The discovery of DBAF is a stroke of serendipity. While even more tears were shed, these are now mingled with knowledge, understanding and, more significantly, hope. It will be through research that our son will be able to secure a brighter future.
And when the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through or how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. BUT…one thing is certain: When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in!