The decision to write 480 Codorus Street was one riddled with the need to share my story with future generations to ensure they know they can overcome adversity. However, there was also apprehension about reliving events that have left scars that have not completely healed. Without resilience, I would have never endured and conquered the challenges that were placed upon me. I have endured a lifetime of challenges that forced me to make the decision to surrender or fight. I chose to fight! Fight for my safety. Fight for my mother's belief in me. Fight for my future. Fight for my children. Fight for my will to succeed, and ultimately fight for myself!

Through all of the unpredictability, trials, and tribulations, I had endurance and support from the angels God put in my life in the form of my mother, my nanny, and my husband. My mother engulfed me in her gentle strength and unconditional love. She had faith that I would succeed, and she was proud of me every step of the way. My nanny shared with me her wisdom and understanding of life. My husband Aaron has traveled this road with me through the memories that haunted me, the struggles we endured raising a family, and the losses I thought would kill me. Aaron's love comforted me, and his compassion allowed him to understand when I thought he could not or would not. He continues to walk this road along with me creating new stories, traveling the world, and spending time with our children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.