Thursday, April 9, 2015

Tumour day - not as funny as it sounds

A tumour. I can't believe it. There is a protective coating that prevents my mind from believing it. A tumour cut out of his leg.
 Why?
Now we wait. Wait for some person who doesn't know how awesome he is, how much I love him, how he brings sparkle to everyday to wander in from their lunch and read the results. Make good on their plan to call and inform us. Possibly change everything. 
   I have wasted so much time on things that are not important. Loving him and being good to him are what matter. 

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