Wednesday, September 07, 2011


Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

He never complains.  He stays positive.  He always is ready to laugh.   He commits wholeheartedly and never gives less than one hundred percent.  He's kind and caring and a great listener.  He's soft-spoken and low-key but he's a warrior at heart.  Warriors never give up.  Warriors have a goal and pursue it single-mindedly.

The Professor aka my BIL is in surgery right now. They've been operating for five and a half hours now and we know they are far from finished. We're all in this together, yet we're separate. I'm in Oregon teen-sitting while his parents are in San Diego. The teen's in school. The Queen Mother is in Nevada.  Pooh is waiting with the hospital lounge.  We're trying to keep busy with those necessary daily chores, but our united hearts and minds are hovering an operating room somewhere just north of San Diego.

We know he's in the very caring and competent hands of a top-notch surgical team. We know that St. Joan of Arc is lending him her indomitable spirit.  We know we're raining down as much love and positivity and faith as humanly possible.

It's just hard to wait.  Tick, tick, tick, tick.


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  2. I hope things go okay. That's a long surgery. (((((HUGS))))

  3. I hope and pray that all went well...Blessings to you all.

  4. Prayers are going up that all will be well.