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    FOREVER I PROMISE: Chapter 55

    Story written on June 24, 2005 by OCD.
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    Our healing is complete. Fun, fun, fun…

     

    So we can call the doctor tomorrow about his surgery?  She asks as her tears start to fall. 

     

    Yes, honey.  Anything for our son if it can help him to hear.  We can even fill out the application tomorrow for the sign language classes.  Once he heals from the surgery we will be set.  I try to say convincing my self as well. 

     

    All Tina can do is cry softly into my chest…  Are you still sad, or are these happy tears you share?  Happy hopeful tears.  She says as she leans up and kisses me on my lips.

     

    Lets go to bed, honey.  We have a lot to talk about.  As we kiss our babies good night and walk hand in hand to our bedroom, our hearts hopeful.  Caressing Tinas cheek as I help her off with her robe.  She climbs into bed pulling me down with her.    Snuggling up into my arms with her head on my chest and her leg over my abdomen.  I feel her knee press against my center.  Baby, thats not a good idea if you really want to talk, I say smiling sweetly at her.  Tina moves her knee but keeps her leg over me scooting up closer into my arms.  We talk about our son until our eyes begin to close.  Kissing softly we say, sweet dreams; see you in the morning, I love you, before closing our eyes holding each other tight.

     

    Sitting at the breakfast table watching Tina as she tries to help the twins keep their food somewhere close to their highchairs.  I am on the phone with Dr. Cole and cant help but laugh as peas and carrot sauce flys through the air landing in Tinas hair. 

     

    I was smart enough to duck, but the laughter turned on me when I smacked my forehead on the breakfast table.  Funny Kennard  I say laughing rubbing my head.  Then I hear Dr. Cole return to the phone with the information I requested.  Now a serious look has returned to my face as I write everything down.  Thank you Dr. Cole.  I will call her right now.  I say hanging up the phone. 

     

     

    December just before Christmas:

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    6. Lovely healing process & it’s just amazing the advancements in technology today. To have been able to have been diagnosed and given this opportunity when I was a child would have been unbelievable. But I can’t complain — I’ve made the necessary ajustments to survive in the world today. THANKS AGAIN, JUST LOVE THE WHOLE STORY!

    7. hiya.. just wanted to say how fantatic ur writing is.. for the past 2 and a half days, everysoare moment ive had on my computer has been reading all of what you have wrote, i think its fantastic! i realy love reading these!

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