I look at my little problems today
Different than I did twelve hours ago
A phone call, tears, I'm sorry, that's awful
The words needed for true comfort hidden away

A sentence imposed on someone I care for
The decision made before she even knew
Now every choice made will be important
With never enough time, always needing more

Affected directly I think of her sickness
Affecting more loved ones, heartache is coming
Nothing can stop it, only contain it
Stealing some of life's color and richness

Hitting so closely, well, what would I do?
Could I face the facts, or melt away
Tim McGraw's song runs through my head
It's supposed to uplift, but turns me blue

My little one, oh my baby, she'll be lost
Her teacher, her playmate, her friend, leaving
Will she see her slowly disappear
And in the end what will tht cost

Let The bells toll and prayers fly
The well wishes, good luck charms, and remedies
All be brought to her feet and laid
And no will answer the question "Why?"

wonderful way of expressing that..love and prayers in my heart being sent

the last line should read:

"And none will answer the question "Why?"

too late to edit, dammit.

As far as the content, it's based on something currently going on here...

Prayers going out...

Good write on how- or if you and your baby can handle
these things before you.
I have been there- it is not easy- but it can be a blessing
to be there in that way for someone. Someone who will need
people around them more than ever.

Give J hugs for me!

To clairify...


My ex MIL has been diagnosed with terminal cancer. She is my daughter's friend, teacher, mentor, hero.