I suppose despair is easier if shared. Mostly it's easier to recognize in yourself when you see it in your loved one, first. But it's still awful and hard to dig yourself out of. Monica didn't end up with any of those cancers, but she was instead diagnosed with something we had never heard of or imagined, LPLD. In the first weeks of those diagnosis, it was hard not to wonder if she might have been better off with one of those cancers, or just dead, rather than a whole life of daily suffering and trials, of choosing between her health and a good life.
|Watermelon! Yet another beautiful (fat free) part of life|
There are lots of good answers to why bad things happen to good people. All of the answers are best in different circumstances of life. The answer that has most helped me to cope with Monica's diagnosis is that good things come out of adversity, and the trust that Monica's character will be shaped in a miraculous way due to the difficulties of LPLD.
|Leading these kids to holiness is a big job, but I love trying!|
|Ready to take on the world. Photo credit to Sharon|
In summary, yes, LPLD sucks. But it allows ones character and tolerance for sacrifice to grow. I trust that God knows exactly what he's doing, even in this, and that my two LPLD girls will be better people for their sufferings.