Here comes the sun...

So yesterday I was minding my own business when there was a knock at the door, it was my sister Carey. She brought me my "medal" so to speak from my previous post about sick kids and getting a medal for all that we do for them, to me I wrote it in a rant on my blog...to her it was something she felt she wanted to do for us. Not only did I get a "medal" I got a Pepsi which is a medal all in itself..lol..and a balloon. She also brought the sicky Carys a balloon, coloring book, crayons, lip gloss, suckers, smarties, and a pop, plus one of those for the other two girls.
She made OUR day. Seriously. I was still in my G's when she came recovering from many nights of lost sleep feeling so tired and blah...wondering when I can get out of the house and Carys, I know shes gotta be feeling cabin fever too. Then she shows up with all that stuff. I felt so emotional. I know silly, but truly I was, I thought however if I cried I would look like a Sally so I sucked it up and pulled myself together, however thinking the whole time how much that it meant to me. So thank you!

"There's no telling how much a sunrise means to the one who's had a terrible night, and there's no telling you just how much one heart in the right place can do."