I was born with a condition called cystic fibrosis.
That’s why my legs are so stiff, I’ve been told.
It’s the reason I have to sit in the front row at church.
But I didn’t have to go to church at all.
It was an experience of sorts.
I made it to a family-oriented, family-run church called the Kenosha Mission.
Its mission is to provide a home for people with cystic Fibrosis and other serious illnesses.
My mom and dad were there with me, and the rest of my family and friends were waiting in line outside the doors.
A little boy with a prosthetic leg was given a tour of the mission, and I was invited to sit and have lunch with them.
I’m so glad I did.
I was lucky enough to spend a few days in a special section of the building with people who could help me find the right medicine and the right treatment for my condition.
I got to spend time with a doctor, who told me he was a big fan of the kenosasian brand.
“I really like the way they make these babies,” the doctor said.
I also got to meet a man who helped me out when I needed help getting to my car.
The mission doesn’t charge for tickets to the event, and you’re not expected to bring anything.
But there’s a special pass for anyone who needs to visit the mission and stay overnight.
It costs $5 per person and comes with a little gift card to a local Kiosk.
If you’re interested, check out the website for more information.