I have a lot of Christmas memories in my bank. They are probably like most memories — they mean more to me now than they did when we were making them. That changes when you become a parent. It changes even more when your child has been sick.
Marc and I took the kids to Silver Dollar City this weekend to make some Christmas memories. We soaked up every single minute.
We are back to reality today. My stomach is back in knots. We leave tonight to go back to St. Louis Children’s Hospital. Lucy will have her regularly scheduled visit in the morning. Blood tests. X-ray of her chest. No MRI this time. She has shown no signs of reoccurrence, but this Mama gets nervous every time. I don’t expect the nerves will ever go completely away.
As for now, we will relish in the simplicity of childhood during the Christmas season and not think about cancer.