If this had to happen, I am almost glad it happened now. She most likely will not remember these days. She was not traumatized by seeing Daddy sick. She doesn’t know what’s going on, “It’s okay keep it together,” I said in my head.
I held her hand and as the elevator door opened to the hospital floor she exclaimed “Da Da!”
And my stomach lurched into my throat.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Then Labor Day Came and Went
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