Enough Already

This was a bad day. One of my students came back today. She was gone yesterday because her father passed away. I found out yesterday and just knowing that was horrible. She came back today and was so red eyed and sad that I had a hard time keeping it together. I called her over and told her that we were going to do everything we could to keep her smiling today, even if it was just for a little while. She threw her arms around me and squeezed me so tightly I was a bit surprised. My own children haven't even hugged me that hard in a long time.

I am done with March. My best friend has her birthday tomorrow. That is such a good thing. Scott's son's birthday is Sunday and that is such a good thing. His sister's birthday is Saturday, again, such a good thing. Also his nephew, again, obviously a good thing. Happy birthday everyone.

I hate that I seem to always be reminded of why I am so afraid of this month. My ex husband gave me a file today of things to get rid of if I wanted. Among them was the calendar from when Connor was first diagnosed. The Calendars were of March, April, May, and June. They were his med calendars to tell us what to give when; there was A LOT to do and give. One day that stuck out though was March 27th. This was the day we found out he was NOT in remission and would be put on the harder protocol. He was no longer standard ALL. He was a high risk. He wouldn't be in remission for another 14 days.

I am ready for March to be over.

Not so cheerful today.
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