Shortly after writing my last post, I learned that a dear young gal I know (and would even call a friend, but don't tell anyone) had just found out that her 3 yr old son has a brain tumor. It's cancer. The doc's aren't hopeful.
It threw me for a loop, to say the least.
I spent days trying to figure out how to deal with the situation. Not what could I do, just how could I cope. While fighting to convince myself that the world is not the miserably warped, dark place that I usually think it is, I was given proof that good does not always prevail. While trying to believe that there are rewards for good behavior, it was being proven that you can do everything right and still suffer.
There aren't any answers, but I had to try.
I have done a few things right, though. I cleaned the house. I visited an old friend (which was harder than I could have imagined). Today I cleaned out the gardens.
There are other things in the works, as well, but I hesitate to talk about them. I don't want to jinx anything by speaking too soon.... Don't worry, y'all will know every dark little secret in this Barefoot Brain before long....
~ and that's all I have to say about that~
4 comments:
Oh Sara! I am so sorry!! I guess about the only thing I can say about trying cope is that sometimes the world just doesn't make any sense. You can beat your head against the wall looking for the thread of logic in a situation, and never find it. And for a logical person like myself, it's enough to drive me nuts.
For whatever reason, this child was put on Earth for just a short while. Or for a longer time but with some major obstacles to overcome. Regardless, there is a purpose for this. I'm just not smart enough to understand why.
Just know that people in the blogosphere are thinking of that family... and you... as you try to cope with this.
For you...
http://alectosophelia.typepad.com/alectos_ophelia/2010/08/ive-heard-it-called-the-black-pit-of-despair-the-black-dog-enui-depression-and-a-whole-bunch-of-other-things-but-thi.html
Love the new background!
We'll be praying for this little tyke and don't think it doesn't look good. Our Dd at age 2yrs old was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor and the Dr.'s told us IF she lived it would be a miracle. Well our miracle is now 19yrs old and doing great( tumor is in remission and has been for 16yrs)She does have some learning challenges due to the tumors placement in her brain but certainly functions well in society.
Praying for you and yours as well{{{{HUGS}}}}
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