DC getting to it
Finally feeling the way I wanted to about being here..
The girl is a 16 yr old survivor who brought up a great point. She survived childhood cancer but almost died from side effects from the incredibly toxic treatments. If she had her death would not have been attributed to cancer.. another statistical loophole..
We walked and talked for at least 10 minutes. When I shared our story.. of the loss of our Jennifer the mother stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and embraced me. A hug that spoke a thousand words that language can not allow. .. of hope and despair.. guilt and gratitude and simple understanding..
I absorbed the relationship between this young lady and her mother and felt a yearn.. a ache in my chest that is starting to become familiar. Of the relationship I so desired with Jennifer that I will never get to experience. That I hope with all my heart I get to have with baby Charlotte.
The friendship that only a mother and daughter can share.
I may forever grieve the loss of what I never had ..
Tomorrow our vacation time ends and I get to work. Tomorrow I have “meetings” all day. I am now a little excited and a lot nervous. My plan is certainly to learn more and my greatest hope is to make more connections like the one I made on 9th street. Families and foundations that are of the same mind..
that want to fling glitter far and wide..