Yesterday I was checking in with a blog hero, Anissa to see how her daughter Peyton was doing after a horrific day getting blood drawn. You see Peyton has cancer. Peyton also recently had her port removed and the family celebrated a Cancer Free day. So this bloodwork would determine whether the party could continue, or if the family would get back on that roller coaster of fear, pain, sadness, worry, and general suckiness. (The results, after a loooong 2 days were good...silent cheer!)
I then caught a tweet by local blog star Jessica about a little angel named Vivi. Of course I went to Jessica's blog and read the post and then HAD to go to Vivi's own blog. And then the tears started.
But I wasn't done. From Vivi's blog there were several other links to blogs about children who are battling cancer, and the parents who are putting on brave faces, celebrating milestones, or in some cases, learning how to say goodbye.
By the time I was done it was after midnight, my eyes were puffy and red, and my heart ached and ached. I think there were a few hiccupy-breaths in there too - you the kind you used to get when you were little and just wailing? Yea, I had that.
But today I woke up a little different.
- I actually read not one, but two books to the girls this morning (I never read before school as we're usually late from the minute we're up!).
- I took extra time to sit with the girls when they got dressed (instead of yelling to them to hurry up as I make lunch).
- Then something unusual happened - they both asked me to put their hair up in a ponytail, my fave! So I took the time to do that too.
- They were so cute in their little skirts with their hair up that we took extra time to take some pictures.
- We were definitely late to school, but I gave them each an extra long hug and kiss before they went into the building.
- I then kept my promise (the same promise I have broken 3 days in a row now) of making chocolate covered strawberries today after school
What will you do?