Blanket for Aunt Wanda

Yesterday, my mom and I had the privilege of delivering a blanket to my Aunt Wanda, my mother's eldest sister. Wanda resides in an Assisted Care Center.

In order to fully appreciate this experience, let me share a little history about this woman. Wanda is Carole's mother. The one I recently wrote about who got in a car accident when she was 16 and spent the remainder of her life in a wheelchair under the care of her mother. Now you may ask ..."What about Carole's father? Didn't he help care for his daughter?" Well, Art, Wanda's husband, died of a heart attack about 7 years after Carole's accident. Wanda was left to care for her crippled daughter and 2 sons on her own.

Even prior to Carole's accident, Wanda's childhood had it's own twists and turns. As a young child, she had experiences that left her feeling displaced and rejected... something she never came to understand or make peace with. It was an underlying current her entire life that was probably buried deep in her soul while so much of her time and energy was spent caring for her daughter.

However, after Carol died, there was a huge void in Wanda's life. She had always been a spunky woman but as she has aged she has become a little "cranky" and "bitter". She has many health issues and has felt frustrated as doctors have not always been able to ease her pain. Addressing issues from her past has been too uncomfortable and painful to confront. She has become demanding of family members who live near by (one son lives in Utah with his family while the other moved to Arizona). In her old age, when she needs her family the most, she has nearly driven them all away. God bless her son Earl who tries so hard to comfort his mother while she makes it so difficult. My mother and Aunt Janet, Wanda's two younger sisters, are incredibly patient and committed to loving and helping their older sister...through good times and bad times.

So, back to delivering the blanket... My mother has vacillated back and forth for many weeks on whether or not Wanda would appreciate this blanket. Finally, yesterday we decided to make the delivery. We gave her a blanket in her favorite color...red. Who would have guessed just how much she would love and appreciate that blanket? She could not quit talking about how soft it was. She recently had surgery on her arm and said it was perfectly soft for her wounded arm. She is sure that her arm will heal quicker now that she has such a soft surface! She was noticeably touched by this gift of hope & comfort. My mother & I were both relieved and thrilled that it was so well received.

As we left the care center, I reflected on all these blankets & dogs that have been delivered over the past 4 months. I can only hope that each item has provided their recipient that much hope, comfort & love!

Ronald McDonald House Delivery

For Valentines Day, my husband & I delivered 10 dogs to the Ronald McDonald House in Salt Lake. They have three homes and they provide housing to families with sick children. We've asked that these dogs be given to the siblings of the patients. The ones who are shuffled back and forth between the hospital and the RM House as parents struggle to attend to their sick child's needs.

Information on the Ronald McDonald House

(http://www.rmhcslc.org/)

Few medical crises are more devastating or frightening than a child with a life-threatening disease or an unexpected injury or illness. Few situations place greater stress on parents and families. And while tremendous advances have been made in treating seriously ill children, the families’ financial and emotional burdens remain. The Ronald McDonald House was created to help ease some of these burdens and is the only charity of its kind in our region.

Without Ronald McDonald House Charities of the Intermountain Area, many families would have nowhere to turn. The Salt Lake Ronald McDonald House is the cornerstone of our organization, providing a home-away-from-home for more than 1,700 families annually while their children are being treated at Primary Children’s Medical Center, Shriner’s Hospital, University of Utah Medical Center or LDS Hospital.

The Ronald McDonald House is a home for forty-five families each night. . .a place where they can break away from the hospital, yet be available at a moment’s notice. . .or a place where children being treated as out-patients can live with their parents, brothers and sisters. Just as important, it is a place where parents can meet and talk with other families who are experiencing some of the same fears and concerns, and establish a mutual support system so critically needed at this time.

Since our opening in 1988, we have served 30,000 families from all over the world. The cost of housing families is approximately $60 per night. Families are asked to share in the cost of their stay by contributing $10 per night; however, their extensive medical expenses often preclude even this modest amount. No family is turned away because of an inability to pay.

Simple contributions:

• Pop Tabs - they collect only the tabs because they are small and easily stored. Unlike the can, tabs are paint-free, which increases their value and profit in the recycling process.
• Inactive Cell Phones
• Wish List Items (http://www.rmhcslc.org/pageview.aspx?id=11954)
• Provide dinners

Check out additional details on ways to support the Ronald McDonald House. http://www.rmhcslc.org/pageview.aspx?menu=3382&id=12355

Feel the JOY in giving!

"Each day is a gift--don't take life for granted!"

In 2005 my dad was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma. The cancer was found in his chest and my dad, Frank, went through chemo and radiation to win the battle. The outcome looked promising.

After almost three years of being cancer free, Dad started to feel sick again. In November of 2007, his P.E.T. was clean, no cancer. But in April of 2008, the cancer was back and it was now throughout his body. He went through two different rounds of aggressive chemo without it doing anything to the cancer. The doctor’s decided they had to be more aggressive with his treatment and decided to do a stem cell transplant.

There was a small complication though, dad had heart problems within the last three years and had had a splint put into his heart. So, there was some concern about his heart. Dad, who is now 73 years old, was only supposed to be in the hospital for two weeks but it turned into a little more than two months. His counts would not come up and he was having a hard time eating and keeping things down. But again the stubbornness in him prevailed.

At the family New Years Eve dinner, everyone went around saying what they were grateful for, Dad was grateful for making it through 2008. He still had his sense of humor.

Dad was again cancer free for about one month and then the cancer was back. It was again throughout his body surrounding his internal organs. Again my dad was in it to win the battle. On January 15, 2009, Dad went in for what he thought was a blood check. The doctors had decided that they needed to take a drastic measure and it had to be quick. They wanted to give Dad a super bomb chemo treatment. He was told that if the treatment was not done that day he would possibly have four weeks to live. If he survived the folllowing 72 hours of treatment he may live six months. The way this treatment attacks the cancer, there was some fear with the effect it would have on his internal organs, especially his heart. Before the chemo was given they put a lot of fluids into his body to give a buffer to all his organs.

The doctors were all amazed at how well Dad did and he was sent home on Sunday afternoon. The treatment had already started shrinking the cancer. But again Dad couldn’t really eat or keep food down.

Since the last round of chemo my dad has had to be hospitalized twice and is having a hard time winning his battle. Hospice has been called in to give help and comfort. Although this has been a hard journey, our faith has given much comfort and strength to our family. We have been very blessed and know that this is not the end. The last time I was with my dad he let me know that each day is a gift and not to take it for granted. He has been a great warrior during this battle.

When Judy offered the blanket, I wasn’t sure I should take it but then she mentioned it was in a camouflage fabric and I knew that it was meant for my dad. Dad served for 20 years in the Navy and was being cared for at the military hospital in San Diego, CA. At his last hospital stay he was given a camouflage beanie to keep his head warm. The blanket was a wonderful gift of friendship and encouragement.

Jenna Ellingson

Salt Lake City, UT

Delivering comfort...one person at a time!

It's been a busy couple of weeks. We've delivered many blankets & dogs. Here's the rundown...

• Blanket being sent to Canada to a woman diagnosed with two different types of cancer. (Delivered by Erica)


• Blanket being sent to California to a man who has terminal cancer -- hoping the blanket makes it on time and can provide some comfort in his last days. (Delivered by Jenna)


• Blanket & dog provided to a women just put on oxygen because of her heart condition. (Delivered by Stephanie)


• Blanket & dog for an 18 year old young women suffering from clinical depression --tried to kill herself and spent a few days in the adult psych ward. (Delivered by Annette)


• Blanket for her mother who cried nights for her daughter, praying for "angels to watch over her daughter". (Delivered by Annette)


• Blanket delivered to Larry Miller, owner of the Jazz who had both legs amputate 6" below the knee. (Delivered by Nancy)


• Dog delivered to a toddler who is very sick but doctors have not yet been able to diagnose. (Delivered by Jenny)


• 3 dogs & 6 blankets delivered to LDS Family Services for young women who choose to place their babies for adoption. (Delivered by Judy)


• 1 blanket being delivered to Idaho to a young women who recently had a baby and then was diagnosed with cancer. (Delivered by Ashley)

What I know for sure...there is a lot of pain and suffering in this world. However, that provides others incredible opportunities to reach out and offer a little "hope & comfort".

Join us in delivering these gifts. You'll feel the joy!

The Gift of Adoption

This morning on the bus on the way to work, I was reading an article on Adoption in the February 08 Ensign (see http://www.lds.org/). After reading the article by the birth mother, I felt prompted to contact LDS Family Services to see if I could donate some blankets & dogs to young women who choose to place their babies for adoption. My hope is that these items will provide some hope & comfort during a very difficult time during these young women's lives.

Last May my sister in law asked me to write a letter to a young woman she knew who was pregnant and trying to decide what to do. The following is the letter I wrote to this 16 year old girl:

I wanted to share how I have been blessed through adoption. First of all, I believe that you are at a critical crossroad and appreciate the decisions placed before you. I believe that the choices you make are very personal and best made as you counsel with the Lord and seek for his guidance. That being said, this has been my experience….

My husband & I have been blessed with 2 beautiful children through adoption. When I was in my mid 20’s and unmarried, I had a cyst rupture on my ovary and was informed I had endometriosis. When I inquired whether or not it would hinder my ability to get pregnant, I was told that I wouldn’t know until I tried.

I got married 3 months shy of my 27th birthday. I discussed my medical history with my soon to be husband and he assured me that should I be unable to conceive, adoption would be an option. However, I never really believed it would be necessary. I was a righteous young woman, why wouldn’t Heavenly Father bless me in conceiving children?

In our 2nd year of marriage, I was still not pregnant. I served in the Young Women’s program in our ward and was invited to attend a meeting. Not really knowing what it was, I went. There was a woman in her 20’s who spoke of the blessing of adoption. She told about the beautiful baby boy Heavenly Father saw fit to bless her and her husband with and shared her gratitude for this little boy and the birth mother. I was blown away by the spirit. It touched my heart & soul so deeply that I sat on the back row and cried uncontrollably. There was not a doubt in my mind when I left that meeting that I had felt the spirit and knew for sure that adoption is a way that our Heavenly Father could bless us with a child, a child that was intended to be in our family just as if he/she were born to us.

About 1 year later we moved to Arizona and went through the rigorous process of applying to adopt through LDS Social Services. It took almost a full year to complete the process. Now that we did what WE could do, it was up to our Heavenly Father to do His part. We waited.

My father died suddenly on May 15, 1993 at the age of 64. My husband & I headed for Utah to be with family and prepare his funeral.

While some of the details are a little foggy, within a few weeks after the death of my father, we received a call from our social worker asking some questions and telling us we were being considered as the adoptive parents a baby boy born May 22, exactly one week following my father’s death. We waited.

I had 2 step sons who arrived for the summer. We left for California on vacation. Several days into the trip, we received THE call “Judy, you are the mother to a beautiful baby boy.” Music to my ears and joy filled my heart. I felt an immense sense of gratitude to my Heavenly Father and reverence to the birth mother who had the courage and faith to make such a decision. What greater gift can one receive than a child? I felt truly humble that we were chosen.

We returned to Arizona and two days later met our baby boy for the first time. What a glorious day!

Three and a half years later we went through a similar experience, although this time, our Heavenly Father saw fit to bless us with a beautiful baby girl…born on my husbands birthday.

I can’t express enough love & gratitude for the birth parents of our children. They have blessed our lives and home beyond measure and gave me the opportunity to be a mother. I don’t take this responsibility lightly. Our son is nearly 16 and our daughter is 12. These are challenging years and I feel this tremendous responsibility to be the very best mother I can be. Our birth mothers chose US as parents for their babies because they believed we were in a better position to love and care for them than they were at the time. I do not want to let them down, or our Heavenly Father.

Our children have always known that they were adopted and loved by their birth mothers. They are important women in our lives and I hope to meet them again one day. I thank my Heavenly Father for the privilege of being a mother. I am grateful to have a wonderful husband who is a worthy priesthood holder who is committed to me and our family and with whom I can raise a family unto the Lord and work to live with eternally.

While I don’t know you personally, I appreciate the sacred responsibility you have over the coming days/months to ponder your path and choices for both you and your unborn child. I believe there are opportunities for growth in all our challenges. We can make difficult choices and rise to our full potential when we have faith in our Savior and seek for guidance.

God bless you as you move forward….

Judy

The Spirit of Love

I'm sitting here in January- recovering from the holidays & looking out the gloomy window - and yet I am still enjoying fond memories of the best Christmas our family has ever had. My husband has 2 dying grandmas that live in Virginia that visited us for Christmas.

One is dying of 4th stage breast cancer with mets to the bone and had never been on a plane before. She is in SO MUCH pain but is so positive. She says, "I have lived a good long life". She never complains and really inspires me with her courage. Her doctors and family asked her in November what is the one thing she would like to do before she died. She said, "Well, I've never been on a plane before. I think I'd like to take a trip somewhere." She wasn't expected to live past Christmas initially, but with this goal in mind, she completed 8 radiation treatments to prolong her life a few more months. Then she boarded the plane and came to Utah. She loved the flight but was exhausted by the time she arrived.

The other grandma is very ill also. She has very fragile Diabetes and a long history of cardiac illness. She very likely will not live another year either. Recognizing she might never get the chance to come visit Salt Lake City, the headquarters of her church, she too wanted to come to Utah. So my cute hubby's parents brought both their aging mother's in wheel chairs clear across the United States to see their grandchildren and great grandchildren one last time.

We had so much fun visiting, playing games, telling stories, singing, and tuning out all the noise of the holidays. The important things were done early and the gifts all wrapped long before Christmas came. Basically we dropped everything and just spent loving moments with each other for a whole week, at home, before Christmas (I am crying right now just remembering the peace of it all).

One of the special Christmas gifts that we gave each of the grandmas was a "little piece of heaven" blanket with Jason's inspiring story. They loved the soft warm blankets and thought that it was such a treat! Like you Jason, both of these elderly ladies have endured a lot of pain and trials throughout their lives and yet have remained so positive and inspiring to others- especially to us.

I want to thank you, Jason, for your courage to stay positive, for helping all of us laugh a little bit more (Judy has told me stories of how grateful you are for little things like soup), and mostly for reminding my family to look outside of ourselves a little bit more. Next year our grandmas may not celebrate Christmas with us - but we will never forget the spirit of love they brought with them. Hopefully in their last days - as they snuggle in their warm blankets they will remember us and your story, and continue to smile in a courageous way! Thank you for sharing a "huge peace of heaven" with us! Now we really know what Christmas is all about.

With much love & gratitude,
Jill Waldron, SLC, Utah.

A Christmas Miracle

We have a neighbor who has been somewhat (okay, VERY) anti-social over the years, primarily the husband. The woman has always been very nice. I don't recall this man ever smiling and saying "hello" to us. They are an elderly couple and this sweet woman has Multiple Sclerosis (MS). In the past few months we've seen some subtle changes (for the good) in him as his wife has progressively become more disabled by her illness. Several weeks before Christmas, we felt impressed to give this woman one of Jason's blankets.

With the hustle and bustle of the holidays, the blanket sat on the back of our couch for weeks. Finally, on Christmas Eve I took it down to their home. He met me at the door. I told him that we were thinking of them and wanted them to know that we cared about their family and wanted to offer this special blanket to his wife. I told him briefly about Jason. He was very gracious and thanked me for the blanket.

I left feeling uplifted by this opportunity to show love and kindness toward this man (who has been a little difficult to love) and his sweet wife. The story would have been great had it ended there, but it didn't.

The day after Christmas we had a big snow storm in the Salt Lake Valley. As a gift to my husband (since he always clears the driveway & sidewalks), I went out first thing to snow blow the driveway and walk ways. Within minutes, this neighbor had arrived in front of our house with his snow blower and cleared all our sidewalks. I was stunned...this had NEVER happened before...to anyone in our neighborhood. As soon as I caught his attention (over the roar of the snow blower), I thanked him for his help. He proceeded to express his appreciation for this little blanket I had delivered two days earlier to his wife. He said that his wife's legs get cold as she sits in her wheelchair all day and how much she is enjoying this small soft blanket to stay warm.

My mother has sewn over 50 of these small blankets since the beginning of November. Whenever this man sees my mother, he thanks her for this blanket. She has expressed that this single incident has made it all worth while.

Miracles DO happen! Thanks Jason.

Hope & Comfort Revisited

Just after sending an email to Jason telling him "Inspired by Jason" is coming to an end because of funding, I arrived home to a note to call Jolene, a woman in our ward. She asked if I was still doing Gifts of Hope and Comfort. She told me about a family in her son’s ward in West Jordan. This family was blessed with 4 children. Three of whom have cancer. They have a 13 year old girl, who doesn’t have cancer, but is having a hard time. An 8 year boy who is in remission, a 4 year old girl who died of cancer just before Christmas, and a 2 ½ boy who is at Primary Children’s Hospital now. She knew we had taken items to Primary Children’s Hospital and wanted to know if we could deliver something to this 2 ½ year old. I told her I still had some items here and would love to give something to each one of the kids. That evening I delivered 2 dogs (1 for each boy) and a blanket for the girl. They will be delivered to the family by her son.

This mother stays at the hospital with her baby boy, the father is home with the other two kids but the 13 year old won’t sleep in her room because she had shared that room with her little sister who died. The family’s home is small and Brett would like to help finish off some rooms in the basement so the 13 year old can have her own room and start fresh. He is seeking assistance for purchasing needed materials.

While these gifts (Junior’s and blankets) may not change their circumstances, maybe they will bring a little hope and comfort from reading Jason's story and knowing that others care.

I was touched that Jolene thought to call me and share this family’s story. I feel honored to be apart of something that may help others get through rough patches in their lives.

This was the "shot in the arm" that I needed to try to keep this all afloat. In an attempt to keep this going, we will be selling the blankets ($30.00) & dogs ($15.00). Proceeds will go towards purchasing dogs and material for the blankets so we can continue to bring "Hope & Comfort" to those who need a lift during times of sickness. If you're interested, you may contact me by email or phone (see contact information on blog).

I understand that some who sent checks had them returned. I am VERY SORRY for this. I have changed the mailing address to my home address. The address listed is correct.

Thank you for your continued support. Together we can do something "extraordinary"!

"If someone listens, or stretches out a hand, or whispers a kind word of encouragement, or attempts to understand, EXTRAORDINARY things begin to happen." - Loretta Girzartis

Comfort for Kaitlin

My friend Karen was diagnosed with ovarian cancer on a Tuesday and in the hospital for surgery by that Friday. Wednesday evening I took over one of Jason's "Hope & Comfort" blankets to comfort her as she prepared for surgery. Her daughter Kaitlin, could not stop holding it, petting it, feeling it & cuddling with it. I told Karen that by the time she took it to the hospital with her it would be filled with so much love she couldn't do anything but get better!! By the time the surgery day came, Kaitlin (age 10) was having a tough time, understanding a little better that her mother was not going in the hospital for a little minor surgery, but, this was a critical surgery and she would be in the hospital for over a week. Well, let me tell you, this little blanket became Kaitlin's life-line of comfort, hope and peace (rest). Kaitlin ended up sleeping with this little blanket every single night that her mother was in the hospital. In fact, she couldn't sleep without it!!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing your courageous story and these little blankets of "Hope & Comfort". Jason, you make a difference!!

--Sheila Agnew

Delivery to Alta View Hospital

Today I took my daughter Erin (right) and her friend Gracie (left) to Alta View Hospital to deliver 23 "Juniors". This time we left them with Tarian Auker, the Director of Volunteer Services at the hospital. She thanked us for the donation and assured us that she would get them to patients in need of some "cheering up" this holiday season!

To date, we have delivered nearly 200 "Juniors" and blankets! Look what great things we can do when we work together! Thanks again to the donations of so many wonderful people inspired by Jason. Sometimes we don't fully realize the impact we can have on others but I hope Jason is starting to get a glimpse of the impact he's having on us.

We love you Jason!

Sunday Delivery

This afternoon my son Ty (age 15) and I made a delivery of about 10 blankets and 12 dogs.

First stop was back to the Burn Unit at the University of Utah Hospital. This was our first stop when we started our deliveries on Halloween. We left 3 dogs and 4 blankets. They mentioned a child by the name of "Zach". If my memory serves me correctly, that may be the same small child that was there on Halloween - 5 weeks ago! That breaks my heart.

Our next stop was Huntsman Cancer Hospital. We went straight to the two floors with patients.

One floor took 5 dogs and we left the remainder of dogs and blankets with the last floor we visited. They assured us that they would get them ALL into good hands.

Thanks again to the hospital staff that care for their patients!

"Junior" Delivery

Thanks to Julianne Wallace, fifty-five children at Shriners Hospital for Children and Primary Children's Medical Center will receive their own "Junior" courtesy of Intermountain Therapy Dogs. We are confident each "Junior" will find a loving home and provide much needed comfort!

Salt Lake Regional Medical Center Delivery

Thanks to Jewelle Roberts, several "Juniors" and blankets were delivered to patients in need at Salt Lake Regional Medical Center. Thanks Jewelle for your help!

Deliveries by Jason & Steph

This was a comment left on Jason's blog the day he went home.

We've never met, but I met Stephanie in the hallway at the hospital. You gave my grandson a puppy. My dad, who is in the room next to you, is leaving today too. He will be going to a rehab center in Bountiful for about a month. I hope you don't care, but I'd like to tell your story when I talk in Sacrament meeting on Sunday. You have inspired me, I've never been grateful that I can eat and drink before hearing your story. Good luck on your recovery at home. Nicole

Jason wrote....I was told of a 25-ish yr. old girl that has been here for 3 months already and is in the process of prepping for another surgery that will only add to her stay. Funny how whenever you feel like you have it tough, there's always someone else that is much much worse. The hospital is the perfect place to get humbled. Spend some time here and you quickly realize how blessed you really are- at least that's the way that I've felt:)

Picture: nurse Nikki with gifts for 25-year-old patient.

Delivery by Jason & Steph

Today we received a bag of "Juniors" (dogs) and a stack of "A little Piece of Heaven" (blankets) for Jason and I to deliver to nurses stations at the U of U Hospital. Jason and I took the elevator to the 2nd floor and delivered them to the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. The nurses informed us that there are 47 babies in the Newborn Intensive Care Unit and 47 mothers anxiously waiting to hold their babies. Due to patient privacy regulations we can't deliver them directly to the patients or their families. Jason and I felt so grateful for the opportunity to deliver the beautiful blankets and adorable dogs to them. We both felt so good sending these gifts of hope, comfort and encouragement to those who may be needing them. We are so grateful to all of the friends, family, and neighbors who have contributed to this wonderful labor of love.

Posted by Stephanie on "Jasonslifeisgood.blogspot.com"

Donations & Delivery

Donations continue to roll in! Just another manifestation of the love & admiration for Jason and his family.

A bag of "Juniors" (dogs) and a stack of "A little Piece of Heaven" (blankets) were provided to Janet (Jason's mother) today for her and Steph to deliver to nurses stations at the U of U Hospital. Due to patient privacy regulations, we can't deliver them directly to the patients. Janet thought it would be nice for Jason to deliver some as well, depending on how he is feeling. After reading his blog today, sounds like today may not be a good day but there's always tomorrow!

Thanks to all those who donated today! While donations so far have all come from the Brighton 5th Ward members, other family and friends may donate one of two ways. Checks should be made out to "Inspired by Jason".

1. Mail donations to:
Inspired by Jason
1042 E. Ft. Union #142
SLC, UT 84047

2. Drop off donation to America First Credit Union, account "Inspired by Jason"

If you have questions, please contact Judy via email at inspiredbyjason@yahoo.com.

Another delivery of "Juniors" is scheduled this week to Primary Children's Hospital.

Friends feed each other's spirits and dreams and hopes; they feed each other with the things a soul needs to live. Glen Harrington-Hall

Halloween - First Delivery

On Friday, October 31st, the day after receiving several financial donations from woman of the Brighton 5th Ward and with the help of Julianne Wallace, we were able to make our first delivery to the University of Utah Hospital patients on Jason's behalf. Reams Grocery Store donated 18 Mylar balloons and 3 stuffed animal dogs valuing $60.00. Each gift included a tag with Jason's inspirational story indicating the gift was being delivered on his behalf.


First Stop...the Burn Unit - 3 balloons attached to dogs were delivered to children (one of them only 2 years old). The other 2 went to adults. The nurses were thrilled!







Next we delivered 11 balloons to Neuro Critical Care, one for every patient!








Our final balloon (one popped in the car) went to a girl in Rehab who we were told has been there for a month and whose family lives out of town. She was given a balloon with a little book of HOPE. The nurse radiated joy!


All those we spoke with were touched by Jason's story and expressed concern for him and appreciation for the gesture.

We want to thank these incredible health care professionals who care for the needs of their patients with such love and tenderness. As they determined who was "most in need of cheering up" at that moment, it was apparent that they really knew and cared about each one of their patients.


It was an incredibly rewarding experience! Thank you Jason for inspiring me.