We were all hoping...

It's been nearly six months since Mimi was diagnosed with Leukemia. Six agonizing months for her family I'm sure. I love her too, as do the girls. They're like a whole extension of our own family. The doctors have told Kat a couple of times now "If Mimi is going to lose her hair, it will happen now" And up until now, it hadn't happened. I remember the haircut weekend vividly back in August. My sweet girl saying she wanted to cut her hair so Mimi wouldn't be sad when Hannah still had long hair. I wanted to cry at her empathy. And up until now, it looked like all three of their adorable bob haircuts had been for no reason. Mimi is doing well, shocking all the doctors by not reacting to certain medicines certain ways. And having all her hair. Except that it's starting to fall out. And she really is just as adorable as I knew she would be. But man, Hannah can be so blunt, it's almost like she doesn't get it, and I know she doesn't. So today after we got home, I sat her down and chatted with her about Mimi, and how some of the medicine she gets at the clinic makes her feel sick, and that some of it is making her hair start to fall out. And that it IS definitely making her better, but that one time we visit them, Mimi will probably have very little to none. It's a sad prospect, but I don't want Hannah's shock to make it worse than it has to be. I'm hoping she remembers our talk about being extra kind, and she told me a few ways she knows how to do that. I hope that when the time comes, it's not forgotten.