Charity woke us up around 1.30 last night. She was cuddling up between us bawling. She said she'd watched a video about tgis kid and her mom having to have chemo, and she got to thinking about when Tiffany did chemo. How she was sick, and lost her hair, and she just didn't understand why she's had such a hard time. Gotta admit, that's rough, and broke my heart. We talked to her for a bit, and I told her that even though it stinks, her momma is an inspiration. Also restated how much Tiffany needs their help when I'm not around. I'm just glad she's doing better, Charity just hates the whole having to wear a bag thing, and that video kinda set her emotions off.