Four of the things I am most proud and thankful for are my chillins. Three girls and one little boy (they are all still little girls and boys in my memory).
They've all come up the hard way, making mistakes and more importantly, learning from them (eventually).
They all took the news of my fight with cancer very hard, I think. Having young families with tight budgets they couldn't just drop everything and come running. I'm sure they would have if I had needed them to, just glad I didn't have to put any of them in that position. They did all make it down to help Mom out and I enjoyed every minute I got to spend with them.
I'm proud of all of them for the accomplishes they have made in their lives. The reward I got for not chocking them to death when they were teenagers is,,,wonderful grandchildren!