After reading Kellee's most recent blog posts about Mom & Dad and Grandma & Granddaddy, I really feel so grateful to be a part of my family. However, before I even read what she wrote I was missing Mom this morning. Nikki is sick. She threw up all over the carpet right by the entryway in the living room -- that'll be a great selling point for our house. She can't even keep a couple of sips of water down. While she was throwing up, my heart just broke for her. I remembered how sweet Mom always was when I was sick. She would hold my hair for me and rub my back, and that was so comforting. I remember when I stayed home from school sick and Dad was trying to take care of me, I would always make him call Mom at work before I would eat any soup or drink any Sprite he tried to give me. I feel bad about that now. That really wasn't very nice, but sometimes you just need your mom. Sometimes I still do. I think she would just love our girls, and I would love to see her interact with them. It's interesting to think how different life would be if my parents were still here, but I know the Lord knows what is best for all of us. So, until I see them again, I will cherish the memories I have of them and try to live my life as close to the Lord as I can. I want my parents to be able to look at my life and be proud of me.