If you’ve been around a while you know that The Teen decided over the summer to try living with his dad this year for 11th grade. He wanted to play football in Iowa. He wanted a fresh start. He wanted to reinvent himself. And I…….I let him……go. What else could I do?
I raised him for 16 1/2 years and his Dad has had him for 4 months.
And he’s lying in a hospital bed in Iowa, being prepped for emergency surgery because his appendix ruptured some time today. He’s been to the doctor, the ER and two separate hospitals….
and me? Well, I’m HERE. I’m 227 miles away.
They don’t know how long the surgery will last, it will depend on how much infection has spread, I guess.
His father will be with him tonight and tomorrow and then I’ll be there….
Kissing his forehead and asking myself for the millionth time how I’ve managed to have two kids in two different states?
If you are a wisher, a thinker of good thoughts, asker of gifts, hoper of hopes…. would you throw one up to the stars for my son tonight?
That he doesn’t hurt, that he heals… that he can feel my love from 227 miles away…..
Of course! This hoper will be hoping for a speedy recovery for the Teen from all the way over here. (And hoping that the Teen’s mom gets through all of this ok, too.)
Comment by blue girl — October 2, 2008 @ 3:26 am
I am a really good wisher and hoper and have recently been very aware that the Divine Being (whatever that may or may not be) has my back and I am totally passing that along to you!
Speedy recovery and no memories of the bad stuff!
Gabbi
Comment by Gabbi — October 2, 2008 @ 7:55 am
You got it! Only happy thoughts and get well wishes.
Take care!
Tracy
Comment by Tracy — October 2, 2008 @ 3:01 pm
Prayers were going The Teen’s and your way that night-even in my dreams as I shared with you. I hope that his recovery is going well and that you were able to give him that kiss this weekend. He’s lucky to have such a special mom.
XOXOXO
J
Comment by Jules — October 5, 2008 @ 7:41 pm