We had a very busy Christmas, just like most people had. There was a lot of family, a lot of food, a lot of opinions, a lot of arguing, a lot of kissing and hugging and catching up. It's exhausting really.

But in the back of my mind was Scottie, and Lacey. Most of you know who I am talking about, but for those that don't, Scottie is four months old and he has cancer. His mommy is a good friend of mine and I absolutely love her. We're alike in the fact that if you ask her opinion, stand back because she is going to give it to you. I read her blog for him, click here and I feel like I am there. I get to read about all his ups and downs. Lacey is a part of my online women's group, so I interact with her daily there. It never occurred to me until last night, Christmas night, that this was all about me and how I got information to me about her and about the baby. It wasn't until last night that I realized that she needs me/us/someone. I can't hold her hand from a computer, as hard as I try, and I do try. She needs someone there for her. So today, I am trying to get there. She's only about three hours from me, it's not THAT hard. I feel terrible that it took me this long to figure out that I need to go there. But now that I have figured it out, I HAVE TO GO. It's an urgency that is on top of all other things today.

Christmas was not easy for me for a lot of reasons, but it was a piece of cake compared to Lacey's Christmas. I need to remember things like this when I roll my eyes and start to grunt and grumble. I have it so much better/easier/more comfortable than so many.

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