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Time for a Change!

I have been blogging at www.cheriz.org since 2012. So an amazing 5 years! I found my forever career, my husband, my first & forever home! I said good-bye to my Stomach Tube & had some mjor medical transitions!  However, CF affects a lot more than myself now. It affects Andrew, soon we will have kids in the house. To call my blog Cheriz- just doesn't make sense anymore.

Coming up with a new name was super hard! However, my new blog is More Than DNA! (MoreThanDNA.org) Why did I name it that?

Because I am MORE than my CF (or mutated DNA that makes up my CF). My family also will not have shared DNA. Any kids in our house (whether we adopt or foster children or not) will be considered our family & we don't think it matters that they won't have shared DNA.

DNA does not define our family or us as an individual. We are more than our DNA!

I have posted my first blog post at the new site! But I'm working on moving a lot my archives from this blog over. So it will still be changing a lot in the next week! But I wanted everyone to be aware of the change, please follow me over to my new blog at Wordpress " MoreThanDNA.org

Thank you for reading Cheriz.org & supporting me.   I truly appreciate it!!!

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