When Life Tests You

When Life Tests You

These past weeks has felt like the longest, hardest and most emotionally draining week of my life. For someone like me, who has barely ever set foot in a hospital, and just hearing the word "hospital" was enough to send of wave of dread through me. 

But when I heard the news that my mother would need to be hospitalized for a couple of days, everything in me just froze. That news hit me like a ton of bricks. 

I didn't even know how to process it—there was this heavy feeling mixed with anxiety, stress, and just pure fear, all hitting at once. I mean, why her? I've always wished for her to stay healthy and happy. I didn't want anything bad to ever happen to her. 

She's the strongest person I know, the one who's always been there for us, so suddenly seeing her lying in that  hospital bed felt like everything I feared was right infront of me. She looked so tired, so drained—it was shattering. 

It's something I never thought I'd have to see. Her face showed every ounce of the pain she was feeling, and the small cries she let out still echo in my ears. Even though she was the one in pain, she still worries about us—her children. It's amazing how, even through pain, she's still being... well, a mom.

Stepping into that hospital was a whole experience in itself. The long corridors, the rush for medications, the chaotic sounds, the smell—it all adds to this heavy, draining feeling. 

My brother stayed with her, but I had to come back and forth to take care of the house as well. I was exhausted but I had to keep moving. 

And when things were already hard enough, I ended up falling down a ladder. I went from the top straight to the bottom in one go. Every part of my body was aching like crazy. And all I wanted to do was lie down and rest. But could I say that? No, I just kept going because I had to, no matter how much it hurt.

I think this whole experience taught me a lot about strength and resilience. When life throws things like this at you, somehow you just keep going. Maybe that's what family is—people you're willing to keep going for, even when every part of you is telling you to stop.

It's hard to stay strong, but I know I have to—for her, and for everyone. But somedays, it's just really, really hard. 

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