Chocolate Milk

Hello again, Yesterday when I was talking about God's got your tomorrow. This is true. He had my today, we made it through and made it well. We all laughed joked, got out in the snow and went to the store. Just being outside and with the children around me was fun. We had to drive slow since there was at least 8-9 inches of snow on the ground. We made it home safely. We had food to eat, roof over our head. Time still ticks slowly waiting for that almost dreaded appt with the LAM clinic specialist. Today I woke up thinking about it. Then the busyness of life and a snow day took over and I didn't think of it for a while. We all played the WII, Mario Kart (one of the kids' favorites). They are very gracious with me and usually one of them will pick to be on a team with me, which with almost 100% certainty means they will be on a losing team. It's quite humorous. * Still amazes me how some silly thing that happens out of the blue can affect a person. One of my daughters was drinking chocolate milk. She reminds me of myself when I was younger. She is so much like me! She was drinking yet again another glass of chocolate milk and had grabbed a straw and was blowing bubbles in it. It struck me, almost as if had been pierced with a hot iron in the chest. Wasn't expecting it, but this was the example I use sometimes when trying to explain to others about the cysts growing, multiplying and popping (thankfully not nearly that fast :) ). It hit me out of the blue. It hurt. Strange. I wanted to tell her NO! Stop! (as if by doing that somehow it would make this all go away) but she never knew it of course, none of them did, just you do, as I am telling you now. She had no clue what she was doing. And she didn't do anything wrong. But isn't that weird, little things set the emotions/feelings off and you can't ever tell when they will come. Oh well, life goes on. Just think only three months, here anyway in the States, until spring! Enjoy your day and hug someone you love!