It's been 1 year since I had my daughter, and she had a seizure. She's been in a coma ever since. The doctors still don't know what happened, and Keegan and I are still devastated. We decided to not get pregnant again, because WHEN Sophia wakes up, we want things to not be complicated. PLL is still going, it's turned into more of a Soap Opera. But the entire cast goes to see her. So it's nice. I'm going to work right now, and then I get a call:

"May I speak with Troian Bellisario Allen?"

"Speaking." I say, I get calls like this all the time.

"We have some information that we can't give over the phone"

"You want me to come there?"

"Yes Mam, if you would, it's regarding your daughter."

"I assumed. I'll be there in few minutes."

I hang up and speed the whole way to the hospital. When I get there I run up to the counter.

"I'm Troian Beelisario Allen. What happened to my daughter?"

"She woke up about 3 days ago. We've been giving her some medication that will hopefully bring her up to wear she should be maturely, so she'll act like a 1-year-old."

"Got it. Thanks."

They lead me to her room, that I have been in a million times, and could get to in my sleep. Then I see my daughter, while awake and sitting up, beautiful as ever, and she looks at me. Her eyes look just like Keegan's, and she's got an amazing smile, it could take your breathe away. But she's only 1, how could this be, you ask? I don't know, but it's true, I can promise you that.

"Just a minute, okay? I'll be back, I promise." I stand up and walk out if the room hastily. I dial Keegan's number and he answers the slowest he's ever answered in his life. Figures.

"Hey!" He says.

"Sophia woke up. I'm at the hospital, and she's asking questions. The doctors gave her some medicine to make her as mature as she should be, you know, thinking wise."

"I'm on my way. I'll be there in 10 minutes." He chokes out, weaker than Iv sever heard him. He gets here about 5 minutes later, he must have sped. Anyway, he gets here, and rushes up to me, as I'm right outside the door.

"Troian, she's really in there? Awake? Talking like a 1 year old?"

"Well, not very much, and she's obviously not talking."

"Well, obviously, but she's normal?"

"She's normal." I say, almost crying. He hugs me and then we go in. When he sees her I can see his shoulders literally go down. I bet mine did too, even though no one was there to see it. We can all finally be normal, and it's not like we missed out on a whole lot, I mean, we still did PLL, and we wouldn't have been able to with Sophie, she would have been to young. But now she's old enough and healthy, and I couldn't be more thankful to God. So, so, Thankful.