Bad News

I'm waiting on the surgeon's call. The biospies are not good, and we are leaving for Omaha. Ashley is sleeping peacefully in her crib and I'm crying my eyes out as my heart breaks for the millionth time. Dave will be home for lunch at 12 and I will be running around town trying to get things in order as we wait for the plan to unfold for us today. Our weekend plans have been cancelled and now I'll try to find the courage to break Blake and Al' hearts.

I'm just so tired of feeling broken and disappointed.