In Surgery...

I can't believe we are here again, getting a port again, saying goodbye as he goes off to surgery again. I liked it better when he was four, then we got to stay with him till he was asleep, but today he just walked away from us, him crying (just a little he is still very macho!)and of course me crying. I keep thinking back to when he was in first grade in Mr. Busters' class, same class and grade Zoe is in now. They would earn buzz bucks and get to shop at the class store on Fridays, he would never buy anything until he had earned enough to buy something for Sammi, and Sierra too. Also I remembered when in sixth grade he was recieving these cute "secret admirer" letters---Zoe was enamored with the idea of a secret admirer, and so jealous that Jax had one. One day she comes running up to me so excited because a "secret admirer" had left her a letter in her room telling her how smart and nice and pretty she is. She didn't notice on that letter or the three or four following ones that it was Jackson's handwriting, but I did. Shouldn't be much longer now, they said it would only be about a 45 minute procedure and it's been that now. Can't wait to see him and hug him.