The surgery...

My wonderful new son, limited by a flaw in his genes.
So beautiful and happy, always loving and sweet.
Soon, a single day away, the surgery is almost here.
Serenely unaware of what he is going to go through.
We have been preparing, packing, readying ourselves.
Mentally, we try not to allow our fears to take hold.
I have already cried my tears, banished my turmoil.
I center myself so I can be what my love will need.
She needs my strength, my calm, my inner resolve.
He needs my attention, my support, and my care.
The one thing they both need is my sincere love.
That I can give in spades, I love them so very much.
In the end I can only give it my all for my family.
I hope for the good, but I am prepared for anything.