A few months ago the pet salon I work in hired a new groomer, B. She is one of the sweetest people I've ever had the privilege of knowing. She recently spend some time trying to comfort my best friend (she works with us too) about the tragic death of her boyfriend about a year and a half ago. B explained that she lost her husband under similar circumstances many years ago. She went on to explain her troubled childhood which led to an equally troubled adulthood and that she wanted to give her son a happier life than she had.
Recently B received some heart breaking news and exposed more of her life to us. Her son --who is now in this thirties-- was born with Leukemia. B was still a teenager and had no way to provide him with the necessary medical care, so she chose to give him up for adoption. Luckily, the family who took him have always allowed her to maintain a relationship with her son and they are very close.
Last week, the only father B's son has ever known passed away. B was heartbroken not only for her son, but because she had never gotten the chance to tell his man how grateful she was he would give her son what she could not and still allowed her to be a part of their family.
Ever since B explained this all I have really been thinking about how strong you have to be to be a mother. I can't imagine how hard it must be to decide to give up a child, even if you weren't planning to be a mother in the first place. But to have the intention of keeping your child only to find out that he will DIE if you don't give him up... that's just unbearable.
I hope and pray that the child I will have one day (soon I hope!) is healthy. That is perhaps my biggest fear about being a parent, that my child will be sick and there will be nothing I can do to help him (or her). So for any of you reading who are lucky enough to see your beautiful babies ever day, don't take a single moment for granted. You are blessed.
XOXO
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