by Patti M Hall
“I didn’t know where I’d find the words, but I was sure that anything I uttered after “you have a brain tumor” would just be white noise. I rose in the morning and fell to sleep at night spending every waking moment protecting my sons’ health, safety and happiness. My message, and these words would rob Adam of all three. The telling was on me. I wanted him to shoot the messenger, but I wanted to be dead in that moment.”http:/http://
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