I couldn't post about this time last year without saying something about Alana's journey through it all. Like us, she was thrust into a whirlwind of chaos and confusion. We protected her as much as possible from the seriousness of the situation during those very difficult days, but I have no doubt that she sensed the tension in us all. She is a very astute little girl. She spent almost the whole 5 and a half weeks that Peter was in the hospital with my parents. At this particular time last year, she contracted a terrible case of strep throat. She fought through without complaint and desperately tried to have a good time spending the night with "the girls" - twin daughters of my close friend that Alana dearly loves and admires. I remember it was so difficult because I wanted to be with my poor, sick little girl, but I couldn't. We had snow and Tom and I were stuck at the hospital. Alana was such a trooper.After we all came home and Peter was recovering well, Alana shed a lot of tears. I have felt so sorry for her because she had to deal with the shock and confusion of this experience without the advantage of maturity. I love this sweet girl more than words can say. She is my joy and delight!
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