General Non-Fiction posted September 5, 2016

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My daughter and I are still inseparable

An Indelible Memory Of Sacrifice

by Abby Wilson-hand

My story begins in January of 1997, my daughter Ashley was eight years old and weighed thirty eight pounds. She would complain of back pain and cry for hours. I knew there was something wrong, so I took her to the Emergency Room. Where they say she had growing pains to make her walk.

As another month went by I would carry her, she would pee her pants and cry in pain, not typical for an eight year old. I will never forget it nor will I forgive myself for making her walk,even though she forgave me,forgiveness is a part of being a parent, but I could not forgive myself. The memory seems like yesterday. We both share this story that we will never forget or understand.

My daughter Ashley screamed in pain one day,I said "something has to be terribly wrong".I had taken her back to the same Emergency room, they had drawn some blood from her. We could see the uneasiness from the same Doctor's face. I knew and so did she that something was wrong. He says we have to take her to a children's hospital, she had Leukemia. My heart was in my throat and was crying ,my little eight year old put her hand on mine and said at least we know now mommy that I was not faking. I knew all of a long she was not faking.

Today she is twenty seven and cancer free for seven years now, twelve years of pain and sickness, chemotherapy and cranial radiation, but she survived, she is my Macushla means (my darling) in Irish. Her and I will never forget those memories, we can talk about it still today. They will forever be in our minds it's not the greatest memories we share but we do share them and we both lived them, She is my Macushla forever.

Parenthood: An indelible memory writing prompt entry
Writing Prompt
Describe a memory, a lesson taught or learned, or a moment shared that will stay with both parent and child forever.

Prose only. No minimum or maximun word count.

Theses memories are our memories they might not be the greatest but they are true.
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