Out

So the transplant took place. Now, we wait. Sending lots of positive thoughts, energies, blessings and love and that's what I could do for now and pray hard, that's about it.

I am exhausted. Bone tired. Yet, I know I need to keep walking. My energies are being pulled down, and yet, I find the will to stand up again. I need to do this, no matter the toll it takes on me. 

Something tells me, that I am in the eye of the storm, the place that is calm and silent despite the crazy energy around it, and once the storm subsides, I will not remain the same again.