"...and I'm feelin' good"

Last month on Thanksgiving I was right in the middle of rustlin' up some stuff for dinner when I suddenly felt like someone socked me in the stomach. I was on the floor in an instant holding my stomach for awhile and Logan helped with making dinner while also taking care of me. Later that night I curled up on the couch to watch a Disney movie and Logan brought me over something to drink and some chocolate chips to make me feel better. Ha ha ha. I laughed at him because of a conversation we'd had before about this-

Me: My head still hurts.

Logan: Did you take any advil?

Me: No...I took chocolate chips... That's what you gave me for the pain!

Logan: You're married to the biggest harry potter fan, what do you expect?!

 Chocolate makes you feel better and happier, right?

Yesterday Logan finished his finals and today he came down with a fever. I went to the store to get some medicine and came back that as well as holiday oreos, ice cream, and stuff to make smoothies. He laughed at me and said he thought I was confused about what you get people when they are sick. Apparently you don't just get candy things. I was confused and replied, "but...I got things I would want if I was sick!" 

Who's with me here? I mean I got chicken noodle soup, too, but come on...a delicious pina colada smoothie on the side never hurts! 

MMmmm...

I don't have cable, but every time I turn on the computer it seems I run across something about the shooting this week. My heart is broken for those little children and their families.
When I first found out, I tried to avoid reading about it. I thought I could lessen my own heartache if I didn't know the details, but I somehow found myself being drawn to it anyway. I can't imagine the way a loss like that feels. I pray I never find out.
 I wasn't going to write anything about it, but then I felt that almost trivializes it somehow. I find myself randomly thinking about it throughout the day unexpectedly with the most gut wrenching ache, until my throat constricts and I have to take a minute to collect myself and step away from the sorrow.

This Christmas it seems everyone is hugging each other a little tighter, and loving a little more. I hope it stays that way.

I'm sad I'm not going to see my family this Christmas season; especially my adorable nephews and nieces who I just love more than I ever imagined.

To those families who are hurting- my heart goes out to you and your innocent little children. I am praying you find peace.