THis is a tough one for me to write but only the ladies will understand. Day before yesterday I found out that I had to have a second surgery on my back, my first one was done this past July. I relunctantly told my youngest son (10th grader)who seemed to take it pretty well. My youngest son's baseball coach just sent me an e-mail that said my son had come into his office yesterday and told him that he needed to be pulled out of the starting rotation for the spring because I might need him after the surgery and he did not want to let his team or his mom down. He told him he needed to be there for me. God I love being his mom and now I can't stop crying. Worse than that I have to get up in ten minutes and teach 8th graders history.
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