Just got the word. Surgery tomorrow at 7 AM. And I'm not going back until next week. I let go of being there right away. It'll be ok, she'll be ok. My midwife brain says go now but I can't. Sweet baby Jeezus.
Let all the benevolent beings protect and watch over her. My beautiful girl.
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I know. I know I know, I know. She'll be okay. She'll be fine. Now you be fine, too.
Love you, Mary.
All we be well.
She will be well, I am chanting it with you. And you will be at her side again soon.
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