How do you hold yourself together, when you feel as though the rug is being pulled out from under you, and when it is finally pulled out; you know you are going to fall hard and fast. I am angry, mostly terrified. I try not to think about it, but know I must, for if I don't, I will never make that phone call tomorrow.

Last time they found the tumor was on a Monday. That was the day that my life, changed forever. Its Monday again tomorrow. This time no surprises, just a very sober reality.