So, I think the most common knee jerk reaction to learning that your child has a major illness is to blame God and be angry with God or whatever.... That is if you believe in a higher power or something like that.
I certainly asked "Why?... why me?... why her?" and have prayed that she be healed. However, really, what makes ME any more favorable over anyone who has to suffer with a similar situation? It is upsetting to me that it is a child who has to suffer. In view of it all, looking at who she is already, and knowing how much she is loved, better it be us who will take care of her than a child who would possibly suffer by neglect in a similar situation.
Honestly, as I slowly come out of the mourning of her illness, I feel as if a great story of hope lies within our journey. It is very hard to type the next words. I am grateful that if anything, this has completely changed my perspective of what really matters. Isn't is a shame of human existence that sometimes we have to have something, like this, happen before we can truly see what it means to live?
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