tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217233.post1564391597399162344..comments2023-12-17T23:44:41.675-08:00Comments on A Case of Myth-Taken Identity: Deccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04515274049604839002noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217233.post-2203797444189801342008-05-30T18:54:00.000-07:002008-05-30T18:54:00.000-07:00We handle it like you did at the vet and all durin...We handle it like you did at the vet and all during The Illness: With as much grace as possible, and melting on the inside. You let yourself think about the worst-case scenario because you have to acknowledge it to get it out in the light. You communicate with the ones you love who Get It. You count yourself lucky to feel so strongly about another human and their well being. <BR/><BR/>I don't so much have nerves of steel as I have no other point of reference. My son requires multiple surgeries; my daughter requires constant vigilance in the sun and needs another set of eyes until she can rely on her own. I/We have never known another reality. It's not that I'm "been there, doing that;" I'm not that cavalier. But, whenever I become so scared of the process -- of the reality -- that I become a burden, I hold the ones I love close and know that that love will never change.<BR/><BR/>It's what I hope for my kids, that they will learn to love (again) through pain, loss, and uncertainty. It is, at the most basic level, the human experience.mama dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02977377362847703113noreply@blogger.com