My costume this evening won't involve the dog cone after all. Instead I'll be wearing the look of a concerned mother. I've just gotten a phone call from A, who's headed to the emergency room with possible appendicitis. I'm going back into the city right now to be with her.
Part of what I've been considering as I hurdle towards this birthday are my priorities, the things that matter to me most, but there's never been a doubt in my mind as to #1 on the list: my husband and my children. So I'm off to do my job and take care of my firstborn the very best I can.
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