Saturday, June 16, 2012

In the time you carry a child in your womb...

     Today makes 9 months since Sarah's death. I spent the afternoon surrounded by little girls and big girls. There were at least three families all raising money for their Diabetic Alert Dog. While walking to the door, I was thinking to myself that if Sarah was alive, she would be in there primping. Then, it occured to me, "No. We are here because of her." With her death, there are going to be at least seven families in the Abilene area that may get to sleep better at night because of their D.A.D..

     I was asked what I wanted said about Sarah today. This is what I wrote...

     "The joy of Sarah was knowing that when you met her, you knew her. She was completely honest with who she was. She made it clear that she had diabetes. It didn’t have her. She had dreams of a career in music production and promotion. She was in love with the idea of making a living by finding bands, and making THEIR dreams come true. In the entire time she had diabetes, which was half her life; she only complained a hand full of times. And, when she did, it was that it was not fair that other kids did not half to worry about checking their sugars, write them down or keeping checking in with their parents.

     She was strong in every way. Physically, emotionally, and spiritually. She was honest to a fault. She didn’t understand that not everyone can handle brutal honesty. We had to work on that. But, she never hid who she was. She believed strongly that you should not hate people for what they did. “Hate the sin, not the sinner.”

She will never get to kiss a boy. But, she will never have her heartbroken.
She will never go to college. But, we will not be worried about her living on her own.
She will never get married. But, she will not have a spouse who worries about her as he lies by her sleeping.
She will never have a child. But, we will never have the months of worry associated with a diabetic pregnancy.
She never got to fulfill her dream of crowd surfing on a moving tour bus. But, at one time, if you searched her very common name on Twitter, you would find that she was the first result for the post the band Black Veil Brides posted about her.

     We are heart broken that she is not here anymore. But, there is nothing we can do about it. Her body had been ravaged by the effects of diabetes. Years of high and low sugars will do that. We will never know why she left us so early. (We could ask when we meet our Creator. But, I am pretty sure that I will be too busy looking for my little girl to bother.) But, for those diabetics who are still with us, an alert dog could make all of the difference in the world."

     And, this was the song I chose to have them sing...

"Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)"

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. 
I hope you had the time of your life. 

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. 
I hope you had the time of your life. 

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. 
I hope you had the time of your life.