I dedicate this story to my oldest son, Isaac. He’s taken the lessons he’s learned from his disease and been such a support to me. It was at his prodding that I am even writing this story. “Mom, how can people pray for you if they don’t know what’s going on?” — On January 13, 2021, I almost died. I don’t really know where to begin. What has been all-consuming to me has been a secret to all but those closest to me — my family. Unbeknownst to many people I have a chronic disease. Admitting that has taken a long time…