23/12/2024
4 years ago….
4 years ago we were handed a piece of paper by a doctor to read our baby has cancer, we weren’t afforded the grace of someone sitting with us and talking through what hell was about to be bestowed on us.
4years ago our family was split in 2 because, you know, Covid. Jonny living at home with Eden & me in the hospital with Zion. A father not allowed to visit his son & support his wife, a daughter not allowed to see her mum and get the cuddles she desperately needed and a little boy who could live or die not allowed to remain in the strength of his family team together in an isolated hospital room because that’s what was best for the unknown and not the families ripped apart.
4 years of living in grief bringing uncertainty, brokenness and fear which doesn’t end with that magical end of treatment bell.
4 years ago…..some days it feels like 4minutes ago others as if it never happened. But it did.
Cancer really is a journey that never ends, that old saying of time being the healer, well, personally I don’t agree but I do believe time gives space for learning and for friendship to blossom in spaces and places where darkness would try to rob you of the light that shines along the way of this road called grief.
4 years on and we see glimmers of beauty in the ashes but still oh so much mire to work through. 4years on with our baby who is the most kind, most gorgeous, most loving little squidge who I am obsessed with with. 4years on and this date still brings all the feels but this year there’s something new….a feeling of victory.
4 years on Zion still stands, breathes and shouts defiantly even when death tried to steal Him away & the imagery of this is not lost on me.
4years on we will celebrate and hold Zion tight as we prepare to celebrate the King of heaven coming.
4 years on….
