Scared

I think Thalya summed it up best when she titled her post "Just Scared This Time."

I am 110%, entirely, completely, and utterly petrified about today's appointment in Montréal. I don't know why exactly; I think it's a myriad of things that all combined in one ball of stress last night to such an extent that I wracked sobs as I held onto my husband and he stroked my hair, trying to reassure me that it's going to work out, and that I have no reason to be afraid.

But I am. And that won't go away until we get good news. Until then, I'll take all the good vibes we can get.

We leave to head up there in about an hour or so. Depending on what they tell us, we will either be in a good mood and go socialize and have fun with my friend T, or we'll hop in the car and I'll cry all the way home.

Here's hoping it's the former. Wish us luck.