I fell off my 'anti-whining' wagon twice over the weekend.
First I was dancing around because I spoke to her - spoke spoke where we traded jokes and complained about sore bums and what nots
Second I started crying when my mom said her hair was falling.
I knew it was coming but I still felt bad.
But you know what? I am going to toughen up - this is what it is. It has to be endured. And we need to keep our spirits up and about it.
But my getting back on the wagon periods have become shorter.
So good!
She's doing tons and tons better, thanks all for your prayers.
I am reaching Kerala on the 26th and so if anybody wants to connect (and Hillgrandmom is definitely on my list to call), I would love to (especially those of you who have experience caring/dealing with leukemia - hint hint).
No probs if you don't.
My email id is desiinsmalltimeamerica@yahoo.com.
Again Thank you all for your kindness - spoken and unspoken. Your concern has been so heartfelt.
Random thought: I know understand why people have pet charities and pet causes. I am praying for all those who are ill.