It has been almost 4 years since May 14, 2010. Since that day my parents have faithfully been right by my side every step of the way. I simply thought it was because they were my parents and because they loved me. Now I have a little beauty of my own and now I know why.
Now I know why my mom wept uncontrollably in the MRI office after seeing the scan on my brain. Now I know why my father set aside all other tasks to research and confirm that I had the very best treatment possible. Now I know why they flew me to San Francisco to have surgery. Now I know why they lost sleep night after night and sobbed hours on end. Now I know why my Dad cut my much loved strawberries with care and my mom insisted the nurses not wait to give me pain meds. Now I know why they cried when they saw my 72 staples. Now I know why my mom drove me to every single treatment session and my dad help me nap hours on end at work. Now I know why they hurt so badly whenever I did. Now I understand why my dad insists that he be to every MRI. Now I know why my treatment seemed to hurt them so much.
Before I thought they simply loved me. Now that I have my Adelyn the thought of “simply loving” a child is ridiculous. There is nothing simple about the deep, unconditional, passionate love a parent has for a child. As I sit here I picture my Addie going through what I went through and the thought alone brings uncontrollable sobs. How could something so miserable happen to someone I love this much? My parents love me as much as I love Addie. I don’t know how they did it…
I love you Mom and Dad. Thank you for loving me…now I think I understand more how much you really do.