The passing of a little one

Do not tell me your little angel has earned her wings. Do not tell me your child has worked hard to be an angel.

Another child has died from cancer. That is wrong that is horrible that is not right, it shouldn’t happen but yet the horrid does happen. A child passes, it leaves a huge hole in the lives of those around but also its ripple effect in the community is huge. No one wants to hear of a child dying.

Worst of all is who is to blame? You can’t find one culprit. You can rage at the Doctors, the nurses. Yell and scream about the Medical system. Do you hold God responsible? Some one has to answer. We as humans, as family, as friends, as parents cannot make sense of it. We look for ways. God has to have a reason, he needs an Angel. The world must be kept in balance and a life must go to keep it on an even keel.

We hate the idea we cannot do anything to stop this we are useless. How do we stop it? It’s like trying to stop a tidal wave.  We work hard to save that life. We hope and pray. Medical staff do all they can. Prayers are sent to the gods, people send good vibes and light candles. we do all we can. But we cannot fight that battle. That fight is up to the child.

No child earns their wings, by dying. No child has worked to become an angel. Those Children, that child is a battler a fighter. They might be there with the angels once they pass away. But they struggled to stay alive. The fought, punched kicked yelled and struggled to keep breath in their little lungs. They did not earn wings by doing this. To me it strikes me too much of denial. Why say that to appease the minds of the families, to make it easier to deal with? Sure I get that but to say they earned their wings. Do not say their worked hard for them.

They worked hard to not get the wings.


About proudblacksista

An Aboriginal woman. mother of 4 diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumour 7 years ago.I want to share my story to help others. I am working to help other Aboriginal people face the battles of Cancer. Email me with your stories or concerns at View all posts by proudblacksista

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