It can't be her time yet.
Selfishly, I realize I haven't learned everything I can from her, or told her how important she is. She hasn't yet shown me the ropes on motherhood, how to sew, or manage a family and career. Who else will be excited about my crochet happenings and help me make a house a home? Who else will know the joy and frustrations of my most important relationship - with her son?
I can't understand the agony she's in, or the prospect of your body not functioning as it should. Or the fear in her eyes that this may not be fixable.
Here's to hoping this is a hiccup, and not an ending.
*Originally posted on TealSpin.com 7/2/15
Ponderings on life, yarn, leadership. And probably some cute pics of the pups!