My Little Old Lady Back in 1993, my kids were still younger. Raja was 7, KayeLynn 9 and Crystal was 12. That spring, KayeLynn had been diagnosed with a relapse with leukemia and it was centralized in her central nervous system fluid. She went into a deep depression and she was incredibly sad. She knew she was in for a long haul of chemotherapy and radiation treatments. All she wanted was a kitty. I had given up on cats as they made me a bit crazy and we hadn't had much luck. But, this little bald girl just wanted a kitten. We ended up with two - a black one named Midnight and a white one named Snowball. KayeLynn, who was being home schooled during the worst part of her treatment, would dress these two kitties up, put them in her doll stroller and cart them around. The kids loved their kitties. Just before Christmas that year, the kitties were outside. When the kids let them in the front door, I just heard all this ...
The ramblings of a middle aged woman who loves being a wife, a mother and a grandmother