DBA has affected our lives in ways we could have never imagined. It has introduced us to the most amazing people – from the dedicated doctors to the wonderful families who are also dealing with DBA. They all exemplify the power of human spirit and are family.

Good things come in small packages! I may be little, but I’m a fighter – DBA… no contest.

Sometimes I feel like the odd one out, restricted by DBA. I just have to keep reminding myself that God wouldn’t bless me with this challenge if He didn’t think I could handle it. I don’t let DBA define me, I try to defy DBA.

For me, DBA has blocked the path to my goal. To get there, I’ll have to fight it and one day, I will reach that goal because I didn’t give up!

Thankfully, our sweet girl functions very well with a low blood count. We couldn’t feel more blessed. There is hope!

He’s living on borrowed blood and we take one day at a time.

Nobody is guaranteed tomorrow. Just because you have a warning doesn’t make you different than anyone else. It doesn’t make a difference in how you live each day.

I stand DBA Strong with the help of my family, friends, and DBA friends.

Living everyday to fight DBA

I am here. I am in the present tense. I’m not always here, and sometimes here is a very difficult place. Sometimes it is a labyrinth, or a Minotaur, or a rope I can neither let go of nor follow. It’s hard to find the right words, but I guess I would say that it’s something like feeling the floor. And that it is my privilege to feel it. -Meg Howrey