Yesterday, Emily Rapp posted her article entitled Rick Santorum, Meet My Son in which she addressed the issue of prenatal testing and what she would have done had she known her son had Tay Sachs.
I have no doubt whatsoever that Emily loves her son more than life itself. Like Emily, I’ve been through diagnosis day when my hopes and dreams for my child and myself flew right out the window. I’ve watched my child deteriorate right before my eyes. I’ve been there when my child took her last breath and when the coroner put her in a body bag. I’ve stood in front of her casket. I know the awful feeling of driving away from the cemetery and feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders.
I am sure that Emily wishes that something, anything would take away this awful disease. I know that her statement – that if she had known, she would have aborted – is rooted in her intense love for her son and her desire to take away his pain.
I believe that life isn’t just about pain and suffering vs. comfort, ease and pleasure. Whether a person lives to be 103 pain-free and productive or just 4 years old with a horrible degenerative disease, he or she has a purpose on this earth. I have no doubt whatsoever that God got GREAT glory out of the life of a little Guatemalan girl with a terrible disease. And I suspect that she accomplished more for God in her life simply by being than I will ever accomplish.
What we went through with Carmen hurt. It was awful. What she went through, whether or not she actually knew what was going on or not, was awful. But, there was a surprising amount of joy mixed in with the sadness. Hope overcame the despair as we learned to trust that God is working on the canvas of our lives to bring Him glory.
As Dr. Pedreira said at Carmen’s funeral,
If a life can be measured by the joy we bring to others…
if a life can be measured by the faith we inspire in those who see us…
if a life can be measured by the hope that only total trust can bring…
then Carmen had a very successful life.
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If you would like to comment on this post or Emily’s post, please do so but I would ask that you remain respectful towards Emily and her thoughts. In the end, she’s a mom with a terminally ill child, just like I was. Thanks.