Skip to main content

Sisters in Heart

I watched her say ‘I do’. I have often wondered what she thinks about when she looks at her wedding pictures. Wedding days are filled with hopes and dreams full of bliss and romance, the idea of hard times to come completely nonexistent. Here she is only a short few years later with a tower of a husband, two small children and now she has cancer.

An email I received yesterday made me think of her. The email was about sisters, all sisters, girlfriends, mothers, daughters, aunts, mother-in-laws, sister-in-laws, and cousins. No matter the family you make, the sisters are the ones to see you through, women need one another. Personally, I have experienced the strength of sisters. I hope my friend feels the same assurance from her sisters. Now like no other time, she needs us, her sisters in heart.

She has been my friend since elementary school. Now she lives on the same block. She is a person of love and compassion who never wants to burden anyone with her trials and tribulations. The past few years of her life have been intertwined with the news of pregnancies, melanoma, births, radiation, changing diapers, strokes, first steps, surgeries, and birthday parties. Yet, every time I see her she has a smile.

As tough as this is, I hope she knows there is a circle of sisters cheering her on. She will make it through this. We will be on the edge of the valley waiting and if we have to, we will walk down to carry her out.

Gwen.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

And Sometimes Feeding Your Kiddo Looks Like This...

A simple sentence. No one said it to me in the beginning, but boy did that tube cause a lot of chaos. The NG tube graduated to the G-tube which morphed to a GJ- tube…. A brief history of Ivey's feeding tubes: *The NG tube was in place the first time I ever saw my daughter in the NICU.  My only memory of her without a feeding tube is them placing her in my arms immediately following her birth. *The G-tube, well, that is a story within itself.  That decision did not come lightly.  Another hole in her.  Another decision on our plate, but not really on our plate, it was apparent it was a medical necessity for her survival.  Literally to give her a chance to live.  A permanent decision.  A 5am panic attack in the Scottish Rite elevator that happened to coincide with Dr. Meyers arriving at the hospital at the same time as me.... Our intersection in the elevator set the stage for the years to follow. From that point on, he knew I was a little nuts and a lot...

BEAUTIFUL GREEN EYES........

Sibling Secret Sauce

Siblings of kiddos with disabilities are amazing humans walking amongst us. They live a life, most often, in the shadows of their sibling who simply needs "more". More time. More direct attention. More of more. We have now come to a fork in our road. Our boys are young men, and, our daughter is a young lady. I'll be honest, I was uncertain what life would look like once the boys left this home, once they had their own time, in their own personal sunshine. We found out quickly once Knox left for college his freshman year what that would look like. And then, when Walker left, we knew what life would feel like in their absence. There was too much space. Ivey felt it. We get many compliments about the relationship the boys and Ivey have with one another. Hints here and there that, maybe, Matt and I had some secret recipe to parenting a household with a child that is very medically complex and a very complex communicator. This is what I can tell you - there is no re...