…the most difficult thing I’ve ever done…

…in my whole entire life was 22 years ago.I was blessed my folks let us stay with them for a week so my mom could help me care for him (while she was helping my dad grade papers, evidently )It was such a relief to not have to worry about fixing breakfast, dinner & lunches for my husband & dog. All I had to concern myself with was staring at & feeding my sweet boy.(Oh, that & fretting about my poor tailbone that the OB said was not broken – HA!) 

Love you, Zachman!