On Sept. 21 my parents arrived from Washington, having driven for two days to get here. We went to church on Sabbath morning, though we were all so tired, and in the afternoon we drove out to watch the potato diggers at the farm working. Sabbath evening we spent outside watching the kids play in their beautiful innocence. At that point everything in me just wanted to stop time and not go to sleep so I wouldn't have to wake up another day closer to the surgery. Time is kind of a blur for pretty much the whole month of September. Sept. 22, 2007 (thankfully the camera knows what the date was!)
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