Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Childhood Cancer

What a nasty thing!   I didn't realize until recently how little money and research was put into childhood cancer.  I had seen a little girl in her casket, no hair.  As I looked at her laying there my heart broke for the mother.  I couldn't imagine as a mother myself having to bury one of my children.  Yet here is this mother who is doing exactly that.  The little girl was about 6 years old.  I couldn't help but think all the research that's done there's no reason why this mother is have to endure this kind of pain.  That's when I learned about how little goes into childhood cancer.


All these millionaires and billionaires could help donate money to childhood cancer.  At least do something positive with their money.  Every time we go into a store or anywhere and they want a donation for any disease we always try to give.  We are not rich,  actually we're classified as poor.  The reason I'm saying this is not to pat my family on the back.  But, just to say  that if we all could give something no matter how big or small.  That it would make research go a little further.


My hope and my prayers are for no parent to have to bury their child(ren).  No child should have to endure such pain as having to suffer with cancer.

I've seen adults in my life die from cancer and it was horrible seeing what they went through.  I couldn't imagine the pain a child endures going through cancer and cancer treatments.  Or even being a parent having to watch your child suffer.  I want to cry just thinking about it.  My mind goes back to that little girl who was laying in her casket.  Though I didn't know her or her family.  It made me hug mine a little more.

I've seen my grandmother bury several of her children, one being my mom.  I don't know how she endured so much pain.  My grandmother always says that a parent should never have to bury their children.

My hopes and prayers for this little girl's family is to find peace knowing that she's no longer suffering and that she's with Jesus.   That one day they will see her again.  I can just picture her playing with the other children who have gone on.  No pain, no sickness, no more needle sticks.  Just peace.

My message would be to give a little.  It's better to give than to receive!
Hug your babies no matter how big or small... Tell them you love them each chance you get.

God Bless