So I just have to tell this story because it gets me teary-eyed every time.
Last week when Brad and I were on the road to Cleveland to go for my autonomic nervous system testing, my Mom called to see how my day was going. She and my Dad had been in Philly visiting Kristen, Jake, and the beautiful Cecilia Jane. They were headed to BWI airport and we both still had a couple hours left to be in the car. At the moment she called I was struggling. My back and head hurt, I was nervous, and I was experiencing the anxiety that a trip to Cleveland Clinic usually brings. I was trying like heck to hold it together. Sensing that I was near a meltdown, my Mom went into her pep talk, pick my spirits up, cheerleader mode.