It all happened 6 years ago, when I met my first real hero.
The first time we were faced with the struggle was in 2011. At the age of two Malachi had gotten lymphoma. At that time, we struggled and worried but we noticed two things: We grew closer together as a family and our faith was stronger.
In life, we are given battles, some are easy to overcome and others are so hard that we think it would be the end of the world. When we are faced with the battles there can only be one solution: God. The first time we were faced with the struggle was in 20201. At the age of two Malachi had gotten lymphoma. At that time, we struggled and worried but we noticed two things: We grew closer together as a family and our faith was stronger.
The second time he got it back was in December, one Christmas that would not be hard to forget. Now at the age of 8, he was more aware of his surroundings. The following weeks after he was back on chemo, the weeks felt like days and at the time, we thought that it would never end. There is no one like Malachi, just like there is no one like anyone else. What opened my eyes was the way he acted. He would be energetic, ready to start the day with a game of basketball outside and go to all the activities the hospital would host. He didn’t stop going until it was time for him to go to bed. I don’t want this to be a story of a kid who has a touch of cancer like many children do but I want this to be a story of a strong hero who will be able to show the light in himself to help others.
Although we went through this battle, he went through the pain, the smile would never leave his lips. He gave us the courage to fight with him. He is my hero but so are the other people who were there. The doctors who were looking for a cure, the nurses who stayed up all night without sleep giving him his medicine and not stopping. The cooks who provide us meals and the lovely ladies who came to clean the rooms. The children who stay day after day who fight, the parents and family’s who are there in full support but most importantly, God, who gives us the strength, courage and love to keep on fighting. No job is to small and shouldn’t be looked down upon. The heroes here are the ones who not only fight the battle but the ones who help us through our journey.
I’ve seen so many things in this journey, I’ve seen some of the strongest ones lose everything but got back more. The sacrifices we make are hard but in the end we inherit more. This battle that Malachi fights, you fight, we fight, is a battle that we fight together. My heart goes out to all those who are still fighting and to those who have lost a battle. All we need is a little faith. Faith as small as a mustard seed will take you a long way. This patch of life will not be a stroll in the park but the victory is not too far behind.
So, what is a hero, you ask? You. Me. Us. Them. I hope those who read this know that you can overcome anything and as for Malachi, on May of 2017, was his last chemo treatment. We are so happy and blessed with this passing and he’s in anticipation to head back to school. God has big plans and blessings for everyone and most importantly, if anything remember this: The Best Is Yet To Come.