My Life for Yours

January 20, 2009
By Susan Pfitzinger, Oconomowoc, WI

“I would do anything for you.”
“You can’t, I won’t let you.”
“You are my daughter and I am your mother. I carried you around for nine months and birthed you for nineteen hours. You are an extension of me. If you die, I die.”
The Operating Room doors opened. Two went in; one came out.

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