Another day, Another stomach flu

My brother and his family arrived on Friday.  He and his wife have been staying with my dad and their kids with us.  It's bittersweet.  When they come to town it's hard to see them as they have friends here that they are still close to so they visit A LOT.  This is the first time we have gotten to have them with us.  Under the circumstances...it sucks, but in the bigger picture of things....I am loving having them.  I am talking to my brother more than I have in years and finally able to relax and let my guard down.  It feels invigorating.  He is really the only other person who can truly and absolutely relate to me since we grew up in the same house with this wonderful lady we call our mother.  Her friends know the loss of her will be devastating.  Our spouses and close friends get it too but he is really the only one that is feeling the same as I am.  

So sometime in the middle of the night, my niece gets sick.  She vomits several times and only wakes up her brother.  NEITHER of them came to get me or my husband.  My niece doesn't want to be a bother.  She is just like her Grandmother in that respect. :)  I called my brother at 7 am and his wife was there shortly.  SO...in the middle of all this....we now have the stomach flu.  Hello?  God?  Are you there?  Whatever message you are sending....can you make it a bit clearer?