I have some dusting and maybe a swifter run in the living room today. Perhaps Sunday night Coach will bring his darling Granddaughter to see the tree. Then I must dig out my glitter and add Gibby and Jaslyn's name to the stockings and stuff them. No tangerine's yet, hopefully I can get some when I hear they are coming. If they make it.

I have a heavy heart though. I keep thinking and praying for Jaslyn's parents. They are facing more decisions I suspect, some that are probably pretty iffy. I can't imagine what it must be like for her dad to be on patrol and having any quiet moments that he has to think of their future.

How many other parents in this country are also bearing the burden of children with cancer? I can't begin to imagine what it must be like to face the fact your child is going to die. How can you best spend your time with them? What memories do you want to build for the days of grief and longing for a child you can't have?

How do you make funeral preparations when your little one is still before you? How do you explain to their siblings what is going to happen? Who is there to help you through all of this?

Do you just want to be alone with your spouse at times to scream and cry and comfort each other?  Do you hate looking at people who have sympathy in their eyes?

How do they cope?  I think the grieving process must start long before the child dies. How can we help?