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I think I was among many who sat and refreshed the OD home page at midnight, and felt suddenly sad when our home for so long finally disappeared. Now I am here and do not really know what to write, as I hadn't really kept up on my diary for a while. Hmm. Natalie continues to do well in her cancer treatment, in spite of her current chemo hold and an ANC on the lower end of the scale. Yesterday I spoke with a lady from Make A Wish, and it looks like we will be going to Disney at some point in the future. I was at Daddy's house back in October on the day he died. Kimmie took Natalie outside to look for neighborhood kitties while my brother and I said our goodbyes. My niece and nephew kept Natalie busy while the funeral home guys loaded Daddy up in the hearse to take him away. I think Natalie did catch a glimpse of him, but he looked like he was sleeping, and she said "Pawpaw go night-night" Later my cousin John showed up with his wife and kids and Natalie played with his daughter Giggles. We all sat around the table reading Daddy's will and going over paperwork and looking at old pictures. My niece Rachel is usually very level-headed and came out of the bedroom saying her hair felt funny and the little girls were saying odd things. She had caught them jumping on Daddy's bed, and scolded "Who said you guys could jump on Pawpaw's bed!" and the girls said "Dat yady! (lady) Dat yady Mya said we could play in here!" Myra, my great-aunt, who had bought the house in the 1950's, and lived there until she passed away in 1997. My brother had purchased the house from her estate and lived there the first years of his marriage. He kept it as a rental because we just can't let strangers buy Aunt Myra's house. It was the perfect choice for Daddy to live in once Jeannie died in 2009. And now here are two little girls who never met or heard of the lady, using her name. I have since asked Natalie about her, but she shakes her head and says she isn't here anymore, "Mya was here when Pawpaw go night-night, her an Pawpaw went away" Creepy stuff, but comforting as well. I have to compose a reply email to someone who was matched up with me as a "family buddy" for one of my area's pediatric cancer groups. I feel all intimidated and I don't know why. I looked her up on FB, and she looks like a nice enough person I guess. Mickey just yelled down from the bedroom "3:30 in the morning!" Why thank you, Big Ben. I'll wrap this up. I got distracted reading something else and lost track of time.