A Huge Hurting Heart

As a parent of a medically fragile child, I often struggle with the idea of fairness. I know that I have addressed this in the past, but it continues to be an area where I have internal strife. Overall, I feel like I approach my life with optimism...I try not to focus on the negative, although even at the best of times, I may feel like climbing to the mountain top and screaming. This is one of those times. As I watch Javad struggle each day, making improvements so small that they are almost not perceptible, I wonder where the fairness in life is. Why is it that others don't have these same challenges, why is it that my sweet boy keeps getting struck down, who said that you will only get what you can handle? Sometimes we feel like we are going to break!
Sweet Allie is on my mind...her sweet smile and sweet spirit shining through. Her mother, one of the most amazing young women that I have ever met, is one who deserves the entire package...a life where love abounds. Pictures of their family make me smile...children gathered, love gushing from the seams. Joy screaming from the page. Allie's sweet heart stopped and now she is in critical condition...our community weeps and cries...this is not fair. My wish for Allie is that she will get a new heart...one that is strong, one that pumps strongly so that she may never feel weak again...not in the same way.
Grayson, such a sweet boy, has recently gotten his trach. It can be a rough transition for some, this life breathing tube. For my sweet boy it was instrumental in his growth and health. For years I was unsure how I felt, but now am on the front line of the club that educates about trachs. I think about sweet Grayson and and send him wishes for a pain free and stress free transition. It can be scary and frustrating for all involved at first... <3
Mitchell, one of the most incredible young men I have ever known, has been to each MTM-CNM Family Conference, bringing his sense of humor and pride to the event. He is a shining example of what an amazing family and strong parents can bring. Mitchell is in college and showing us how living with this disease can be done. In one moment, Mitchell's life, and many of ours as well, was changed. Crossing the street in his wheelchair he was struck by a taxi and now recovers in the ICU. He is on the ventilator and will take time to get strong again. In times like this, I struggle to find the meaning...why becomes the question where there is no answer.
Many families in our community have to cross the path where fair and unfair meet. Having this diagnosis is already a frustration, at times, dealing with issues that, as a parent, make you feel powerless. Fighting against insurance, medical professionals, supply companies and so on. A job on top of the job of managing every day "regular life." We are lucky, in many ways, with a community of cheerleaders supporting us in so many ways. These are people that I have relied on for guidance along my path. Each of us walking together, supporting one another in good times and bad...one massive heart beat aligned together. When times are rough, as they are for some though, it feels one a huge hurting heart.
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