I'm having a hard time tonight. A little girl named Anna (with CF) just died this week - she was only eight years old. And I stupidly looked on the "In remembrance" forum of the CF website and was just horrified at how young everyone was. Seven, eight, eleven, thirteen, twenty-two. I hate this disease. When I look at the numbers, at how early kids are taken, I just can't handle it.
I look at Froggy and can't see her any other way but healthy and vibrant, running and happy. I don't want to. I can't imagine losing a child. I can't imagine what those parents go through. I never want to know. Sometimes it's just too much. I just can't stop crying for Anna's family.