Saturday, January 24, 2009

Mothers of Children with Cancer.

I "stole" this from another blog of a family who lost their 14-yr-old daughter to Brain Cancer. It was beautiful and thought there would be others that would enjoy this.

By Erma Bombeck

Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a
few by social pressures, and a couple by habit. Did you ever wonder how mothers of children with life threatening illnesses are chosen?

Somehow, I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting His instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As HE observes, He instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger....

"Armstrong, Beth, son, patron saint Matthew, Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, patron saint Cecilia, Rutledge, Carrie, twins, patron saint Gerard."

Finally, He passes a name to an angel and says, "Give her a child with cancer."

The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."

"Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a child with cancer a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."

But does she have patience?" asked the angel.

"I don't want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wears off, she will handle it."

"I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I'm going to give her has its own
world. She has to make it live in her world and that's not going to be easy."

"But, Lord, I don't think she believes in you."

“No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."

The angel gasps. "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"

God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take anything her child does for granted. She will never consider a single step ordinary. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see....ignorance, cruelty, prejudice...and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life, because she is doing My work as surely as if she was here by My side.”

"And what about her patron Saint?" asked the angel, his pen poised in mid-air.

God smiled. "A mirror will suffice."


Anonymous said...

Beautiful! I love Erma Bombeck!

Stacie said...

My eyes are filled with tears. Thank you for that fellow mother of a cancer child!
It also bonds mothers of cancer children together in a way it never could other wise. Love ya!

alligood said...

What a wonderful post! I am sorry I've been a little out of the loop lately. I've just had a chance to get updated and your words have really touched me. Thanks for posting your recent posts!

Anonymous said...

What an awesome poem! Erma was a pretty insightful woman. It's hard to believe that it will be 12 years for us in March since Martin "left on his mission." There is so much support available online these days. It's amazing!
Love, LaRae

dougnat said...

wow! I've never read this...found your blog through your sisters...I too have a son with brain cancer. Right now he is healthy and living a 'normal' life. Thank you for posting this and bless you and your family. also, take some time for yourself. the weight will come off, just don't beat yourself up over've had a tough haul. now it's time to put on your boots and get busy :)
hope this isn't too much from a stranger!