There are a lot of reasons we have been able to withstand 72 nights in the hospital. Prayer. Jesus. Each other. The strength of others. Patience. Medical professionals, who thankfully, are a bajillion times smarter than I am. Coffee. Knowing that every day no matter how long or how hard was one day closer to home. And now, here we are. Our last full day and night in the hospital is today. We get to leave, tomorrow. About 2 weeks ago, Harper had a set back and I looked to Ben and asked, “Will she be home by my birthday?” I was so discouraged but Ben, solid as a rock, simply said, “Yes, she will be.” Tomorrow is my birthday and tomorrow is our discharge date. The best birthday present I could ever ask for.