I wake up every morning, thankful I'm alive, and then I cry because that's what my 4 year old son asked me for christmas, is to promise him I'm not going into the hospital again, especially on Christmas. After being in there 15 already this year,i wish I could make and keep that promise. My husband and I can't even provide presents to help keep all 3 of our boys minds off of my illness. Its going to be so hard to tell them.
How do you break your kids heart by telling them santa missed our house this year? We moved recently, to accommodate my disabled father in law, so I decided to lie. Pitiful,i know but I'm going to say,"sorry boys, santa didn't get told we moved in time, maybe he'll find our new house next year"
Just one day I pray they would be able to enjoy themselves and not worry about me.
