What to Say When There is Nothing to Say

Mark’s words here demonstrate here how we can bless those dealing with a serious illness or facing other trials when words are just inadequate. I rarely reblog but felt compelled to share this.
B a Blessing…

A Generous Helping

As a victim of a poor memory, I remember only flashes of our first weeks in the hospital. Visits, conversations, tears, rooms, tests, scans – they all run together in my cloudy mind. There is, however, one event I recall with perfect clarity.

He texted to ask if it was okay if he stopped in on his way home from work. I wasn’t sure we needed a visitor, but Kylie agreed. Freshly diagnosed with Ewing’s Sarcoma, we were in the pediatric cancer wing where Kylie had begun her first round of chemo. By the time he arrived, our patient was sleeping and I got up to greet him quietly. I remember he put his backpack against the wall and opened his arms to hug me.

 

I am not a hugger…

This is weird…

He’s here for Kylie, not me…

Do I hafta???  Why????

I’m okay, I don’t need this…

Not a…

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