I am still so emotional lately. Some people say it will never go away. That's kind of okay, but kind of bad. Bad cuz I'm getting tired of crying. Okay, because it makes me value what I have so much more. I heard today about a four-year old who is terminal. Even more tragically, they have no diagnosis, just a prognosis. He developed 'normally' until a few months after his second birthday, then just started deteriorating. They said he's now like a four-month old. The doctors estimate he has from 6 to 18 months left to live. I love Maggie so much already, I can't even imagine what I would do if I lost her.