Waiting for results on your mom’s 2 cm tumor in her left
breast ranks right up there with child birth.
But let’s start from the beginning. Mornings in our house.
Whoa. I’m usually late to work even with getting up at 5 a.m. Nathan always seems to poop on our way out the
door and Jackson gets so darn mad at his coat when it doesn’t click and zip. It’s a full on shuffle-hustle to get out of the
house.
Last Thursday, I made it...
