It saddened me today, when I saw a little girl at school, a little girl I've known for just over 7 years, crying holding onto her Daddy, saying that she's worried about her Momma. Since I've known her, her 'Momma' has been this positive burst of energy, always thinking about and helping others, but she was diagnosed with breast cancer that has now turned into an in-operatable brain tumour. I haven't seen her Momma at school for months, so when you see her daughter upset, you really hope that it's not the end. It truly breaks your heart.
I've heard so many stories of health heartaches this week, and I think how lucky we are that my boys and I are healthy, despite five visits to the chiropractor between us, one spinal X-ray, one visit to the osteopath & a trip to the dentist for a chipped tooth this week, plus a threat to take my youngest to the GP yet again because he keeps getting blood noses and can't shack off the cough he's had that has now led him to throwing up some of his meals. But generally, we don't have the heartache, just the frustration, that poor health with one can affect the entire family.
Another instance was at a home I went to write up this week. The house was large but cluttered. When we arrived (we being the floorplan artist, the photographer, the agent and me), we were greeted by seven adults in the home, so it felt overly cluttered. The house was divided into two homes - one for the grandparents and a brother and one for their son with his adult children. One of the grandchildren started to cry, because she knew how bad her grandparents' health was getting, and that they as a family didn't have the skills or knowledge in how to care for them properly. But the saddest part of it all, was that the house originally belonged to her Nanna's grandmother... the house had been in the same family for five generations. How do you let something go when it's your family's legacy and it's all you've ever known? You could see it caused terrible heartache for all who were there, but they had to, because they could no longer cope.
So for this little girl, I just wanted to say something to show I cared, but I don't know her father well enough to say something. I did send her Momma a get well card a few months back, but sometimes you just want to help more... but don't know how or what needs to be done. Her family is in my thoughts and prayers, hoping that things will only get better.
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