Today turned out to be one of those days – you know the kind of day I’m talking about? The one that you wish you’d never gotten out of bed …the day you’ll never forget?
My step-mom called and told me my dad has cancer. I’m still in shock! I can’t believe it – and the outcome of esophogus cancer isn’t good. The school called and told me I need to pick Benjamin up because they think he broke his arm. When I picked him up, he wasn’t in pain, wasn’t crying, he was just normal. In fact he seemed so fine that I called the chiropractor before I went to ER just to get his opinion!While we were at the ER the person who was going to buy my truck came to the house and ended up taking the truck without giving my son the rest of the money – so needless to say, the truck was basically stolen!
Why me? why, why, why???