What is lost, can be found?

How do I begin to describe what the last five days have been like.  We arrived in Toronto on Saturday and had a great visit with my grandmother. It was the first time seeing her since everything happened in September. Last visit we had with her was on our Summer Family Trip a month prior…

Another Room

Another waiting room, another city. More families waiting anxiously for results, procedures, tests and treatments. The brightly painted walls and colourful checkered floors, children’s artworks and games and clowns; an attempt to mask the hospital stench. Pulling smiles as painful as pulling teeth. So many similarities in all hospitals so far. Parents on phones, kids…