A morning with my grandaughter

Today I got up early to go to my daughter's house to take care of my grandaughter while she went to the doctor's office (we are going to be grandparents again), and I had a wonderful time with my grandaughter. I brought her home and after breakfast we played with playdoh and I taught her how to make figures with them. She was trying to do them by herself and I was amazed at how happy she was just trying to create things. Then we went for a walk to a shop near by and we had our umbrellas because it was raining, and she was happy just because she had an umbrella of her own. When we came home we watched "the jungle book" we sang along and danced. A child thinks of today, not of tomorrow. Adults always think of tomorrow without realising that by doing that, they are missing the opportunities of today.
From the day of the transplant I live day by day as a gift. A morning spent with my grandaughter: a gift. Laughing at a funny show with my husband, another gift. Visiting my mother and seeing her so well, a great gift. Life is full of everyday gifts, if we stopped to see them.
As far as transplant goes, tomorrow, another blood test and soon the results.
Essie