Here We Are Again

Three years ago, my husband had a heart attack. This past Thursday, he had another.

Three years ago, they assessed the damage and used stents to try to patch him up. And it worked…for a time. On Tuesday, we will try to give him more time with open heart surgery and bypasses.

Three years ago, my mom called to check on me. She worried and fussed and Mom-ed me. She watched kids, made sure I ate, and listened to me cry. Now, I still mourn her passing and ache with the knowledge of all she would have done…were she still alive and here to do it.

For those who still follow my journey, thank you. For those who might be able to help, I am humbled.

I will post as we march on towards Tuesday, and the unknown, as well as after the surgery. Until then…say a prayer, light a candle, send positive energy…and know how much we appreciate it.

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