It began as a yearly visit to my daughters’ pediatrician’s office where the doctor performed hormonal blood work on my 15 year old daughter. A few days later, the doctor called and stated, “Ms. K., i’m sorry but we are very concerned…

My husband and I were looking unto God to secure a document that was important to us. Important because a lack of it limited what we could do on a daily basis. It was going into a year already and we had been denied on two occasions.