It started like any other day. You were puttering around outside, tending to some yard work when it hit you: the worse headache you ever had in your life. Only it was much worse than that--it was a severe brain aneurysm. We were on holiday in Florida that day in September 2002. Mom called us and we booked the first flight we could to return to Edmonton. Things looked pretty bleak when we saw you. You had undergone surgery to stop the bleed and were heavily sedated. No one was sure how much damage had been done. When you did awake, we were relieved just to have you with us but months of rehab awaited you. You needed to relearn everything from basics like eating and walking to recognizing your own friends and family. You would never guess any of that looking at these birthday pictures of you taken just over 3 years later. You were our "miracle man". Your recovery was nothing short of amazing. Most people would never guess what you had survived. And though you are different now in many ways , we are overjoyed to be able to turn the page from that fateful day and look to the future. One that has you in it.