Forget the little critter that pops it's weather predictive little eyes out of the ground to break the news of a longer winter to the world. It's the iconic movie, Groundhog Day that fills the minds of my generation, when we think of Feb. 2.
Even the idea of repeating your BEST day, over and over again seems annoying and frustrating but living a bad day over and over again, seems unbearable.
Exactly one month ago to the day I sat in this very same surgical waiting room waiting to get my sweet boy back again. These walls are way too familiar, as are these feelings.
He is only 4, but....