As I mentioned above, I'm not on the hospital front lines. Even so, I daily get an earful of information from Mark, Tiffany and Vicky. As each of them make their way to and from the hospital for their 36-hour shifts, each comes home not just exhausted but completely amazed...amazed at how this young lady is navigating trying days. I think of Abby and then I think of the shallowness of much of our culture, the people who are held up as "role models," from Pop Stars who are doted over to athletes who revel in the public's adulation. It would be interesting to get everyone in the world to take a trip through the Seventh Floor at Children's Hospital in Aurora, Colorado. THERE is the place where real heroics are being experienced day in and day out. There is the place where people should be standing up and taking notice of children of all ages facing down not critics of their superficial music or complainers of the unfairness of a sport in which millions of dollars are made...no, these children display the real heroics. They withstand the suffering that few adults I know would handle with grace and acceptance. I watch Abby and hear the stories day by day...it is the same in almost every room of the seventh floor...heroic persistence, focused hope, and enduring faith.
This pic of Abby says what I can't say in words...a smile and a cuddle with another one of the seemingly millions of stuffed animals (especially owls) that adorn her room. This is the girl who is running the race and keeping the faith. We are in awe...we are in prayer...we will be the first to cheer as she crosses the finish line into health. More to come in the coming days!