My count was 275 the month before, and now it was 150. The nurse told me to remain calm and not freak out. This time was different from when I had been told that I was HIV positive. I'm not saying that there are not times when I haven't cried, because there are. There are also times when mom and dad cried.
Tears are a normal part of grief.
The past few months have brought great changes into our family. I have met such sweet, and understanding people who believe that through Christ Jesus, anything can be changed, even a person who believes that homosexuality is their only option, as I once did. God has become real in our lives. I look back on the years that were so wasted and realize that even then, God had His hand on me. God has brought me through a lot of areas that most people cannot even fathom.