An extraordinary girl living with Trisomy 18
One precious blink. I saw it. The doctor and nurse saw it.
They were taking a phlegm sample and the doctor said it looks like she's trying to wake up.
Mummy jumped up and called her. And she blinked with her eyes closed.
Our dear Vera, responding the only way she can now.
We're so heartened by that one blink. Dear Vera, you're still with us.
"A simple child, that lightly draws its breath, and feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?"
- William Wordsworth
Without weakness,
how do we find strength?
Without darkness,
how do we see the light?
Without sorrow,
how do we savour joy?
Without silence,
how do we learn to listen?
Without fear,
how do we learn to be brave?
Without death,
how do we treasure life?
Without loss,
how would we know what we have gained?
- Yin May
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