Today has been a weepy day. Not really sure why. I'm not afraid. I'm not worried. I'm sad, I guess. Sad that David is worrying that he'll feel the incision when the doctor does surgery next week. Sad that David is afraid he's going to wake up during the surgery. Sad that my little guy is learning the lesson of faith a very hard way.
Nothing profound to say. Just wanted to get it off my chest.