Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the Surgeon come out of the operating
room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be O.K.? When can
I see him?"
The Surgeon said, "I'm sorry, we did all we could." Sally said, "Why do
little children get cancer? Doesn't GOD care any more? GOD, where were
you when my son needed you?"
The Surgeon said, "One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes to let
you spend time with your son's remains before it's transported to the university."
Sally asked that the nurse stay with her while she said good-bye to her
son.
Sally ran her fingers through his thick red curly hair. The nurse said,
"Would you like a lock of his hair?" Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a
lock of his hair and put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. Sally
said, "It was Jimmy's idea to give his body to the university for study.
He said it might help somebody else," and that is what he wanted.
I said no at first, but Jimmy said, "Mom I won't be using it after I die.
Maybe it will help some other little boy to be able to spend one more day
with his mother." Sally said, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold, always thinking
of someone else and always wanting to help others if he could."
Sally walked out of the Children's Hospital for the last time now after
spending most of the last 6 months there. She sat the bag with Jimmy's
things in it on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was hard
and it was even harder to go into an empty house. She took the bag to Jimmy's
room and started placing the model cars and things back in his room exactly
where he always kept them. She laid down across his bed and cried herself
to sleep holding his pillow.
Sally woke up about midnight, and laying beside her on the bed was a letter
folded up. She opened the letter and it said:
Dear Mom,
I know your going to miss me, but don't think that I will ever forget
you or stop loving you because I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I'll think
of you every day mom, and I'll love you even more each day. Some day we
will see each other again.
If you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, he can have
my room and my old stuff to play with. If you decide to get a girl instead,
she probably wouldn't like the same things as us boys do, so you will have
to buy her dolls and stuff girls like.
Don't be sad when you think about me. This is really a great place. Grandma
and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but
it will take a long time to see everything here. The angels are so friendly
and I love to watch them fly.
Jesus doesn't look like any of the pictures I saw of Him, but I knew it
was Him as soon as I saw Him. He took me to see GOD! And guess what mom?
I got to sit on GOD'S knee and talk to Him like I was somebody important.
I told GOD that I wanted to write you a letter and tell you good-bye and
everything, but I knew that wasn't allowed.
God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter
with. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel that is going to drop this
letter off to you.
God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked
Him about -- where was He when I needed him? God said, "The same place
He was when Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is
with all His children."
Oh, by the way Mom, nobody else can see what is written on this paper
but you. To everyone else, it looks like a blank piece of paper.
I have to give God His pen back now. He has some more names to write in
the Book Of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for Supper.
I'm sure the food will be great.
I almost forgot to let you know -- Now I don't hurt anymore and the cancer
is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore. And God
couldn't stand to see me suffer the pain either, so He sent The Angel of
Mercy to get me. The Angel said I was Special Delivery!
Signed with love from:
God, Jesus and Me
- Author Unknown -
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