This past week my WHOLE family caught the nasty, nasty, just got off a ten hour flight, did you forget to wash your hands, grab a bucket quick flu. As it came my turn to be the sickest one in the house, I realized I was helpless. I couldn’t help anyone get a drink or get something high off of a shelf. Lucky for me, my husband, who was about 8 hours ahead of me in the sickness, was home from work and was feeling a bit better. As he took care of the kids, I recovered. Dayna and Rob also have 3 kids, fun, intelligent, happy kids. We did a family session a few weeks before Rob was deployed to the Middle East. As I think about our ordeal this week, I wonder, who is going to help Dayna if she gets sick? Who will relieve her for a few hours of rest? Dayna, if you read this, please call me if you ever get the flu. :) xoxo, Marina
