We called it the surgery club. Though none of us wanted it, ¾ of our family underwent surgery that year; I had major shoulder surgery, and just 12 days later my husband had emergency gallbladder surgery. Then, after six bouts of tonsillitis over the summer, our 11 year old daughter got her tonsils out.

It felt like we’d never get better. And unbelievably, more surgeries lurked on the horizon. Yet I sensed...

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