I hope I never have to help one of my children battle a disease that I can't take over. Stories of other parents having to help their children battles cancers break my heart. I try to spread their stories and get them help. I donate money. I cry, even though I don't know them, I cry. I think, "What if that was my child?" and then I selfishly hope that it never is, even though I know full well that one day, it could be.
I hope I never have to watch my child's heart break. I know it will happen, but I'm unprepared. How do you help them through that? My heart was broken, and my grandma was at a loss on how to help me heal it. How do you help them pick up the pieces so they can try and put it back together? I'm just not sure.
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