A FIERCE LOVE
April 4th 2008 05:12
I watched a program today featuring a young girl at death's door because of anorexia. I couldn't believe that she was actually still breathing, her body was that of an old woman's, she hardly had the strength to speak and was so hunched over and shrunken there was a huge hump on her back.
I can't imagine what she must go through every day, and how hard it must be to get up and face another day of this agony, because that's what it would be. Pure agony, when you have cradled this child, protected this child, watched them grow proudly and adoringly and then to have to watch them die. I wonder if along with the helpessness comes guilt. Guilt that you can't help no matter how much you try, guilt that maybe somehow your responsible, guilt that your healthy and your child is suffering so much.
Any parent will tell you that they would give up their own life easily if it meant the life of their child, that they would walk through fire for them, that when you bring a child into the world your whole being wants to protect them against anything that could possibly hurt them. But how do you protect them from themselves? And I wonder if kids ever really realise the depth of our love for them?
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