Waiting for my mom’s turn to enter the radiation room, I was getting a little anxious and was also feeling low. I was worried about her. I had still not come out of the shock about my mother’s illness. I picked up a book lying beside me and started flipping the pages nervously. Just then I heard a cheerful voice. I looked up to see a small girl of about 6 in her mother’s arms. She was wearing a scarf around her head. For a minute I was surprised to see a small kid in this place and thought that the parents were crazy to have brought her here. Then I realized that she had to be brought because she was the reason for them to be here, she was the patient.
I looked at the little girl who seemed to be unaware of what was wrong with her. All that mattered was being with her mother. This girl who should have been attending school and learning to read and write, playing with friends and attending dance class had to come to the hospital every day for treating an illness that was life threatening. I had a lump in my throat. The parents seemed normal like they had brought her for a regular medical check up. I imagined them sobbing and crying when they must have gotten to know about their little girl. But today they were fine, composed and smiling. It took me back to the time when my mother was detected with cancer. I was scared and shocked. I wanted to take away the disease from her life, in fact I even prayed for it to come to me. I felt it was not fair for my mom to undergo that pain all by herself. All I could do was cry and had no one around who I could talk to.
when I saw this little girl and her parents joyfully interacting as though nothing was wrong,I realized that worrying and being upset does not help. I learnt a lesson from this family that each one has a different cause and a different mission on this earth. It is important to not be angry, but appreciate every event and keep smiling because it is these events that make one strong and smiles give us the strength to fight everything with courage.