I'm not writing this. We're not in the hospital. This isn't happening again. Samara is not having surgery.
We're not sitting in a hospital room waiting. Samara didn't rip out her IV. I am not here.
Okay, maybe we are here, even though
I really don't want to be.
I am grateful that my friend Ilana works at Cornell.
I am grateful that this is happening again. It shows me that I am strong. Samara is strong. We got this. We can handle this.
I am not going to crumble.
Even though this IS happening. I'm
not going to panic.
I am here for my daughter.
I will be strong for her.
The last time I was in this situation, after it happened...I broke down.
This time, I'm not doing that.
The universe has thrown me the same situation to show me that I can handle
this.
Just do it.
Move forward.
I am here.
I got this.
You can do it.
ReplyDeleteAww! Thanks Brie!
ReplyDeleteOy! What happened?! Cripes. Looks like you made it through AND got to a music class. Dio mio.
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