It seems so strange that my regular life continues to happen while my little brother (my baby brother) and my sister-in-law have the weight of the world on their shoulders and a teeny-tiny, little baby in the hospital for yet another day. Tonight she is being sent by helicopter to Albuquerque where we all hope the specialists will figure out what is wrong. It feels like the world should stop while the doctors figure things out and make sure she is going to be just fine.
And yet dishes continue to pile up.
Basketball games are scheduled and played.
People post silly things on facebook.
My kids want love and attention.
AND THERE IS NOTHING I CAN DO TO HELP KAIA OR MAKE LIFE EASIER FOR MY BABY BROTHER!
So I guess I should go wash some dishes. I should cheer on the Panthers for their final game. I should skip over those facebook posts that seem too pointless all of a sudden because I know that I post many pointless things when others are hurting in their own lives. I should definitely give my kids love and attention. And I should accept that the world has not stopped, even though I think it should.
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Great post, Melanie. So sorry for your sweet niece. There is nothing worse, in my opinion, than a baby in the hospital, undiagnosed, as you watch them grow gradually worse. We have walked that road, and know the worry, frustration, and uncertainty that it brings. Please know that I am praying for her, and asking God to touch her little body, and make her well.
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