HUMBLED

As I sit in my little room and lay with Nolan on my chest

I am humbled by a visitor

The mother of my hospital neighbor

She invites me over to listen to a harp player

This is their 13th visit to Children's Since September

I enter their room to find peacefulness and tranquility

I observe their family

The father is massaging his 16 year old daughters feet

Quietly asking every nurse that enters the room to wash with special soap

because the hospital soap makes his daughter sick

The daughter lies in bed recieving her chemotherapy

Her wig tossed in the corner

Her Mother sits next to her holding her daughters hand-

her eyes are closed and she is praying

Every so often

She helps her daughter choke down some extra medicine

with the only food she can tolerate

The harp player continues singing a song about Jesus

the entire time

I am fighting back tears

Holding Nolan thankful that he is not really sick

Wondering how this family does it

What in the world do I have to complain about

Thinking about how much strength this family has

What an amazing girl this teenager must be

As the beepers beep off every ten minutes

The Father silences the huge machine

with what had to be ten different bags on it

Tiptoes out to get a nurse

ensuring

His daughter who just fell asleep is not wakened

She has not slept in two days

I tip toe out

Humbled

Praying for a miracle for such an incredible family

They are one of five families who have been my hospital room neighbors

All here because their children have Cancer

I am just here because of a little bacteria in my baby

All cleared up Now

Just waiting to go home

Humbled by the fact that I may never return

They are just waiting for three weeks to pass to come back again