November 11, 2007
After a big scare when my mother had terrible leg cramps last night, I felt guilty for feeling hateful towards her the past week. When I saw her crying in pain, all I could do was hold her hand and stroke her hair. It was terrible and I wished for nothing more than for her pain to go away. So today, I asked her if she was feeling better every chance that I got. I had breakfast with her and let her play all of the computer games she wanted. (She loves playing Bookworm on the computer.) I love her.