Would you want to fly a TIE Fighter if you lived in the Star Wars Universe? If not what spaceship would you want to fly?
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S65’s bring more love into your lives ❤️🔥
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Mercedes S65 AMG Coupe
6.0L M279 V12 Biturbo Engine
884 lb/ft (1,000 nm) of torque
0-60 in 4.1 seconds
MSRP* $241,195/ €204,897
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4403, that’s what the clerk wrote on that yellow sticky note. The room number we were to go to for the rest of the week. Just a normal room number to her. How could she have known? 4403, is apparently, a BIG trigger for me. I hate PTSD. But what I hate more, is the reasons why I have PTSD. This was the room that we lived in when our family was thrown into hell, then clawed our way out. The room that holds so many of my darkest memories. The memories my mind has tried so hard to push into a small box and lock away. When we arrived at the room, I couldn’t make myself step inside. I could literally feel myself screaming inside, I could see myself 4 months ago holding back my tears and fears, fighting for life, her life. “Is there anyway we can have a different room.” The nurse is one I’ve never met. He doesn’t know what happened in that room, he doesn’t know the pain the room holds. “I’m sorry, but we are full today.” I took a step in, I stood in the middle of the room. Just stood there holding my bags, paralyzed. I knew I had to snap out of it, Hazel was starting to look at me funny. I thought I said to myself “Today is NOT the past. Today and this week is going to be different. I will NOT loose my child. We will make new, good, memories in this room. You CAN do this.” Hazel smiles takes my hand “Good memories Mom, yep, this is our old home and we can make it happy... Right?!” Apparently, i said my personal pep talk aloud. “Yes baby, we will make new good memories.” ❤️
This dose of chemo, Hazel took a bit harder than last time. She didn’t have as much energy, she was tired, she was sick more often, and had 2 high fevers. We still are not sure what caused her fevers, but I’m so thankful they only lasted 24hrs. We still need to check her temp every hour to make sure her fever doesn’t sneak it’s way back, but we are home. I’m constantly reminded, things can always be worse. Our lives are far from easy, I wouldn’t wish our current situation on anyone. But I still find myself feeling so grateful. My heart is full. I have a loving husband, and 2 beautiful girls who rock my world.
We will Fight. Together. Always.
The rooftops of Hallstatt, Austria 🇦🇹 Dreamy with a pinch of lush lake life.
Have you put this place on your bucketlist yet ? It really is a tiny magical place tucked away in the Austrian mountains. We took a combo of dirt roads and highways to get there ✓