Got a call from the Po Po last night at 12:35 am. Someone or two someone's had flocked two rooms of a public facility with fire extinguishers, setting off fire alarms and making a huge mess. This morning was spent investigating. This afternoon, my daughter and I spent time with a co-worker's 6 yo daughter in hospital receiving chemo... They dressed up as reindeer and went through the hospital halls pulling a wagon full of presents singing Rudolf, to the delight of the nurses and other patients, pulling the IV stand along for the ride, of course. She's been receiving chemo, radiation and surgery since last June, yet was singing, dancing and playing with my daughter, whom she's never met until today. Tomorrow, she has surgery to re-install the mainline tubing that came out prior to our arrival. I cannot comprehend how tired of the endless procedures, pain and sickness she must feel, yet you couldn't see it on her face or in her demeanor.
No, I didn't ride today, but I have never felt more fortunate. Cranking up the prayer machine once again. If you believe in any higher power, throw a prayer up for a little 6 yo girl named Taylor.