I talked about my mother's death because
a) You won't scratch your head later in the blog wondering, "Where is her MOTHER?" and
b) It will explain how, suddenly, magical money fell from the sky.
While there had been no way to willy-nilly subsidize expensive surgery before, my parents had provided and planned well, sending pennies from Heaven down in the form of Life Insurance.
Me and Mr. Right like to label ourselves as responsible adults. Being that we are married and respectful of one another, I consult him in all financial matters, and considered "my" money to be "ours" and to be spent/saved as we, together, saw fit.
Like countless others, we had debts that could be paid off. There were other things we could do to move our lives and family in a different direction. We went on a cruise because the Good Lord knows we all needed a vacation.
Once the storm passed and the clouds parted, we decided that there would be enough available to fund my surgery : )
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