This story was shared by my Friend, Sam, as he and his wife have friends who are friends of the Sullivan’s. I didn’t know this woman, don’t know her Family, her Friends, yet her story has affected me deeply. It has affected me in that I am left wondering…
Why her and not me.
Why someone with a loving husband, a new child… someone who is so cherished, has so much faith, so much to live for… why does this person pass, and I, so far, am spared.
Why her and not me?
I have no boyfriend, no husband, no children… I am not cherished, my faith is questional, what do I have to live for…
Why her and not me?
She was diagnosed around the same time as I was… diagnosed around the same time that she and her husband found out that they were expecting their first child. A time of happiness… a time of fear…
Eight months from diagnosis.
Eight short months.
Eight months fighting.
Eight months preparing for the future.
Eight months to die.
Why her and not me?
How is this right, how is this fair? She deserved life. She deserved time.
She Deserved More.
I can’t stop crying, I can’t help but feel guilty… guilty that I am alive, still fighting, when the light of someone else, so deserving, so much more deserving, was taken. Someone who had Everything to live for. Where is the justice in that?
Why her and not me?
She deserved the time I am holding…
The Sulivan Blog
Sara Sullivan, 1980 – 2009
