Over the past couple of weeks one of my worst fears was to see J. for the first time. I didn't care if she was thin or gaunt or didn't have hair, but I was afraid that when I hugged her I would cry to see her there and I would get the usual cardboard hug that I usually get, which would break my heart. Dr. S. told me that it might be something she couldn't or wouldn't give and I had to accept that. But she did hug me back! It felt so good that she was there and looking a bit tired but ok. Thank you so much God-I need nothing else for Christmas.