In communicating with fellow leukemia patients/survivors, the question "have you ever asked yourself 'why me?'" comes up frequently. I honestly do not ever recall asking myself this question. Perhaps those that walked some of the journey with me - Jamie, Max, Kav, Dad, Mom, Chris, Diane, Darlene, Angelica, T, Nikol, Laura, Kathleen, Art, Tonya, Maja, Jennifer, Troy, Irene, Julius - would recall otherwise. I just knew I had to fight to stay with my kids. Period. And I am so grateful I get to. But why Jennifer? She had young children, too. She so loved Christ and lived a Christian life. And she had such a terrible and painful road. Twice! I struggle to wrap my head around it. Is it OK to think it unfair that Jennifer's kids have to live the rest of their lives without their mother while clinging with white knuckled fists onto the fact that my kids get to?
Why her?
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