Appreciating the small things this weekend. I was super annoyed going into this weekend. I had great plans. A beach day with friends on Saturday and brunch with more friends on Sunday. Family dinners at my dad’s house and in-laws house both days and the excitement of watching Emma meet new friends (my beach day friend has 2 adorable children) and enjoy the beach. All squashed because the cold I caught from Emma turned into a nasty sinus infection with a hacking cough and I am gross to be around. That meant another weekend stuck at home with nothing to do. I was throwing myself a pitty party for days. And then I got the news, my high school friend’s beautiful 4-year-old daughter passed away on Thursday morning from E Coli. And it happened so fast. She exhibited signs of a stomach virus on Friday. Her parents took her to the ER on Monday thinking she had dehydration from the diarrhea and vomiting. By Wednesday she was on dialysis as her kidneys started to fail but her parents were hesitantly optimistic, asking for prayers that once she came off dialysis (because of course she would!) there would be no long term damage. And then she passed away on Thursday morning. Everyone is in shock. How could this have happened to such a wonderful family. Two weeks ago I was   checking out her Facebook pictures of her children in Disney’s Aulani resort, her daughter dressed up as Elsa and having the time of her life. We didn’t stay in touch (outside of Facebook) after high school but Hawaii is small and I am in need of friends. I figured it was only a matter of time before I either bumped into her or texted her to go for coffee one of these days, kids in tow of course. Last night Emma refused to go to sleep at her bedtime. If I hadn’t heard the horrific news it would have been a night of battling it out with her, refusing to budge and let her stay up, while Emma would work herself into a tizzy screaming. Instead I pulled her out of her crib and brought her into the kitchen to have dinner with me and Ryan. She sat on my lap and I tried not to drop too many crumbs in her hair. An hour and a half past her bedtime I carted her back downstairs, kissed her goodnight and she fell right asleep. It was the best night. I cannot wait to spend the weekend at home with Ryan and Emma.

Appreciating the small things this weekend.

I was super annoyed going into this weekend. I had great plans. A beach day with friends on Saturday and brunch with more friends on Sunday. Family dinners at my dad’s house and in-laws house both days and the excitement of watching Emma meet new friends (my beach day friend has 2 adorable children) and enjoy the beach. All squashed because the cold I caught from Emma turned into a nasty sinus infection with a hacking cough and I am gross to be around.

That meant another weekend stuck at home with nothing to do. I was throwing myself a pitty party for days.

And then I got the news, my high school friend’s beautiful 4-year-old daughter passed away on Thursday morning from E Coli. And it happened so fast. She exhibited signs of a stomach virus on Friday. Her parents took her to the ER on Monday thinking she had dehydration from the diarrhea and vomiting. By Wednesday she was on dialysis as her kidneys started to fail but her parents were hesitantly optimistic, asking for prayers that once she came off dialysis (because of course she would!) there would be no long term damage. And then she passed away on Thursday morning. Everyone is in shock. How could this have happened to such a wonderful family. Two weeks ago I was checking out her Facebook pictures of her children in Disney’s Aulani resort, her daughter dressed up as Elsa and having the time of her life.

We didn’t stay in touch (outside of Facebook) after high school but Hawaii is small and I am in need of friends. I figured it was only a matter of time before I either bumped into her or texted her to go for coffee one of these days, kids in tow of course.

Last night Emma refused to go to sleep at her bedtime. If I hadn’t heard the horrific news it would have been a night of battling it out with her, refusing to budge and let her stay up, while Emma would work herself into a tizzy screaming. Instead I pulled her out of her crib and brought her into the kitchen to have dinner with me and Ryan. She sat on my lap and I tried not to drop too many crumbs in her hair. An hour and a half past her bedtime I carted her back downstairs, kissed her goodnight and she fell right asleep. It was the best night.

I cannot wait to spend the weekend at home with Ryan and Emma.

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