It was with heavy heart that I heard the news two days ago that Elizabeth Edwards was losing her battle with Cancer. The news links all said she had months, maybe weeks to live. I knew that they wouldn’t be reporting it if it were that long. Our media doesn’t have that sort of patience. I knew that if they were reporting it, Elizabeth had days.
I was right.
Yesterday, one of the women I have grown to look up to left us. She is no longer in pain. There will be no more chemo, no more medications or doctors visits or days where her body just felt lousy. But there are also children who miss their mother and will miss her for the rest of their lives. My prayers of strength of heart and soul go out to them.
When I read of Elizabeth’s breast cancer, it struck a chord with me. I waited a while to have my children, and there is always a fear in the back of my mind, that I will not be around for all of those big moments: graduation from college, marriage, grandchildren. My own father died young and wasn’t around for some of my big moments. He saw me graduate college and graduate school, but left this world before my wedding and the birth of my children. It would break my heart to leave my children under any circumstances, and I watched with awe as Elizabeth Edwards seemed to handle her cancer with grace, dignity and hope. She faced death, and she helped her children to face it to. She was strong, but that is almost not a strong enough word for the fortitude she demonstrated as a parent.
I want to be an amazing parent. To not just make sure my kids eat enough, but to help shape and guide them to become the absolute best they can be. To love them unconditionally and instill in them the sense of self I already have of them. Every day I set my own personal bar high. As an outsider looking in, I believe that Elizabeth did too, and she reached that bar every day and in every way she lived loving her children.
As time fills in the wounds of missing their mother, her children will always know in their hearts that she loved them more than anything else. I hope that they will also know, they were blessed with sharing the world with a wonderful human being.
We all were.
Rest in peace Elizabeth. You showed many people how to live. For that I am personally very grateful.
by Rocket Science Mom
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