Thorns and Roses September 26
Hi Dear Friends,
It’s been a while since I’ve even had some time to sit down and write about Grace and our lives here at the Reddington compound. Last time I wrote, things were not going well for Grace or for David and me. Things are a bit improved for Grace in terms of the frequency of the pain episodes. She is not having three episodes a day but she is still having them and yesterday, she did have two. David and I are doing better mainly because we prayed for strength and help and have once again received both of those things through the many hands and hearts of God that are all around my family every day.
Living this life often seems a monumental and hopeless task and if I wasn’t living it myself, I’d say…impossible. It’s exhausting and heartbreaking and frustrating to witness such a beautiful little child be so severely assaulted daily by such a vicious disease. However, Grace’s life is also a beautiful suffering which like a thorny rose bush, produces the most exquisite and sublime blooms~ unsurpassed in beauty by any other flower in the garden. I do know that the roses Grace’s life produces are plentiful and perhaps they are still just buds, promising to continue to open slowly, in their own time, to reveal the deeper beauty of what lies inside…the velvet petals carved with perfection, the layers of beauty unfolding and releasing a fragrance that can be detected upon mere passing. There is perfection in Grace’s suffering as she brings love and strength and faith into all those who cross her little garden path.
Grace is spending days in school, which doesn’t ease her suffering, but gives me time to spend with Lily (2 yrs.-the youngest of my little flowers). We’ve been working on the yard and actually doing some real gardening. I went to the nursery last week, not sure what to buy and there was one beautiful “Peace Rose” just waiting for me. My mother cared for a Peace Rose in the house where I grew up so I instantly knew it was meant for me and my garden. So, I bought it along with another classic red rose bush and I have been meticulously tending to them daily and getting pricked each time I reach in to remove a dead leaf but the buds are there ready to bloom and I can’t wait to smell their fragrance. Spending time in the garden, I have been able to recover some energy and strength and organize the things around me so that when Grace does return home from school, I can provide the help she needs more effectively and with a more peaceful heart.
As usual, Sam, Ben and Meg are also flourishing in this thorny garden we live in and they manage to produce many of their own garden variety flowers. They are compassionate and understanding children and manage to get by often on their own, taking good care of themselves and each other. The bottom line is…it all gets done. We are still a joyful family with our ups and downs and we are aware and thankful for times of peace within our home and family when Grace is not suffering.
As for the Race for Grace, I just received a phone call yesterday from the Pier Village Shops in our town of Narragansett, who have been collecting donations all summer long and are now ready to present us with a check. That will bring our total for 2008 to well over $120,000!! So, basically in 18 months time, Race for Grace has raised a QUARTER OF A MILLION DOLLARS!! Now, that is amazing.
David and I will be attending the Boston Festival of Food and Wine on October 23 to celebrate the lives of all girls with Rett Syndrome. It is a very special night, painstakingly organized, promising to be a delight for all who attend. I went with my dad last year and spent much of the evening in awe and I ended up standing next to a young man who bid $15,000 on a Red Sox package in the live auction. It was incredible to see, feel and participate in the energy there, supporting a cause that is so dear to my heart (and letting other people do the work!!). There is information at www.rettsyndrome.org if anyone is interested in joining us.
Well, that’s all for now. Don’t forget to stop and smell the roses ~ and think of Grace!
Love and God Bless,
Tara