The memoir I won't have to write

Two weeks ago, I am at Children’s Hospital, waiting for the results of my daughter’s blood test. I am convinced my future looks bleak, hers even bleaker. Which is strange, considering I’m usually such an optimist. How am I going to write this scene in my memoir, I find myself wondering? How will I describe this night in the years and pages to come?

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Is it really almost over?

Whoaaaa … where did summer go? We JUST got in our groove and now you’re telling me school is around the corner? Why did I not slow down more often and savor a little more? Why didn’t I schedule a few more weeks of oh, say, A B S O L U T E L Y  N O T H I N G instead of signing us up for more activities? 

I’m not the only one feeling this way, am I?

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