Today. It was the LAST Friday, October 9th, that life was normal. I've experienced five October 9ths since then, but this is the first time it has fallen on a Friday. It's funny how these little things spark feelings, emotions, and bring me back to that day.
Today, 6 years ago, was the last time my OB let a patient schedule a routine 18-week ultrasound late on a Friday afternoon, especially when he wasn't on call that weekend. And our little family had the last Friday night of life as we knew it.
That's all I can write for now, because it's too close to 4 o'clock...
Friday, October 9, 2015
It's THAT year... and I only realized it the other day...
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