Thursday, October 21, 2010

Never Too Old...

You're never too old to want the comfort of your Mom when you don't feel well. 
Tonight, I don't feel well and I really want 
my Mom....
my Dad...
my Husband. 
The tears won't stop as I long for each of them. 
I had surgery (a biopsy) earlier in the week 
(results were benign - Thank You God). 
My boob hurts! 
A LOT!
I'm tired, weak and feeling pretty lonely about right now. 
I'm whiny and I just want to be held. 
I want to be able to call my Mom and just hear her voice. 
I want my Dad to tell me that it'll be okay. 
I want my husband to just be here with me 
to wrap his arms around me and hold me close 
(just not on my left boob-side). 
Instead, I'm here in this darkened bedroom 
crying on my laptop and waiting for 
my pain meds to kick in. 
I miss You...
Mom
Dad
Rich!

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