It's been a rough week. My elder is still with us. Even the docs are a bit perplexed by how tough she is.

My poor son got his spring break hijacked. The hospital is 45 minutes away. I've been trying to help and just be there for her. I can't shake my worries and I hate how that makes things unsteady for my son.

But we stole some moments. A little bit of beauty. Thought I'd share.