My mom

My mom had her surgery this morning.  It was nothing major, but oh, the emotions.  She had to be there at 7:30 this morning, and since I live 75 minutes away, I was very grateful that her good friend Marilyn offered to take her, and then I would be there to take her home.  I was able to get Thomas on the bus and hit the road.  It was nice to be able to visit with Marilyn, whom I've known literally my entire life.  It was her mother, "Granny", that passed away at the beginning of the year, and we shed a few tears together.  Seeing my mom in recovery was tough...tougher than I thought it would be.  Mom ALWAYS took such good care of Dad, and now there isn't anyone there to do the same for her.  Fortunately, she didn't need much of it today.  I got her lunch and stayed with her until my aunt got to the house, and then another friend came to spend the evening.  Mom is insistent she doesn't need anyone overnight (although if I lived closer I would've insisted on being there).  This really was a simple outpatient surgery, although a biopsy was performed so things aren't over yet.  We are optimistic though, that the news next Monday will be good news.  Grateful to have today behind us...and grateful for the new opportunities tomorrow will bring.