Our two boys, Liam and Jake, are my main inspirations.
Liam, 12, has an inquisitive mind and an aptitude for science. Meanwhile, Jake, ten, is our little athlete.
Then there’s Kyle, my husband of 15 years.
Kyle is the calm in my madness, the constant presence that keeps our family grounded.
Muscular dystrophy. The words rang in my memory, causing my stomach to twist.
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. “I didn’t want to tell you like this, but… I need to start tre:atme:nt. I think we’ll need to cancel the trip with the boys. I hate to do this to them, but…”
“I’m your wife,” I said, squeezing his hand. “We’ll get through this together.”
“We’ll need more money,” I murmured, staring at the ceiling.
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