I remember every second the day that my daughter left this world to be with the father. In heaven there was a party, because a piece of my heart went to be with God.
It was a Wednesday morning on November 11th2009. It was 5:00 in the morning when we found out at the hospital that for two days my daughter had been experiencing pain in her legs. I was lying next to her with my head resting on her bed, when I awoke with a sickening feeling, my husband was in front of me asking me what was wrong, I told him with a desperate voice, THEY ARE GOING TO TAKE SARITA TO INTENSIVE CARE. My husband was surprised and questioned why. I could only ask him to please not let them take her, because I knew if they took her I would not see her again. I told him to please ask the doctor to not take her and he could only say it will be ok. A couple of hours passed, and then Dr. Siller who was her pediatric oncologist came to see Sarita and told us that he believed that it was necessary to intubate her, and this is why she would have to be placed in intensive care. I turned to my husband and gave him the “I told you so” look, it was then we knew they were going to take her. With extreme sadness we accepted that it was important that they take her for the procedure. All the while we had confidence that God would not forsake us, and he would fulfill our plans. The doctor came to me to fill out all of the paperwork for her to be transferred to Intensive care. After thirty minutes the doctor arrived with news that changed everything, the Intensive Care unit was full and there was not room for her. The only option was to treat her in her bed I asked the doctor if that meant that we, her parents could be at her side. He said of course, that this was not by chance, but it was God’s will that we be with her. God’s plans are perfect. He can surprise us with his ways. We were able to stay with her awhile. I knew how much she loved me and how much I loved her. We were at peace knowing that God would take care of us. I called my mother in-law, at this time she was staying with us. She had been staying with and she had been suffering through Sarita’s illness with us. She helped us take care of her. I gave her the news that she was going to be intubated and I could tell in her voice that she was worried. We both knew we needed to prepare for the worst but hope for the best. My heart began to prepare itself, I returned to Sara and thank God that morning she had been free from pain in her legs and she was happy. I remember the last words that I spoke to her before they intubated her my voice was shaking and I had a lump in my throat I ASKED HER MY LITTLE ONE ARE YOU READY TO TAKE GOD´S HAND AND WALK WITH HIM AND she only responded YES MAMA shaking her head yes, with a tranquility about her and absolutely no question of doubt. At that moment the specialist arrived to prepare her for the procedure.
There are no words to express how I felt at that moment; many things ran through my mind. My faith never failed me, and I knew Gods plan was going to be, her life’s plan was already written. We can only fulfill God’s will. Time went by slowly, the sound of the respirators and cardiac monitor are sounds I will never forget. They are not pleasant sounds and I hope I never hear them again. We kept an eye on the machines as the time passed. Thank God he let us be with her during this time. God works miracles and we are to thank him for them every day.
Now I see how important it is as parents that we teach our children to follow God and to know of his son Jesus Christ who died on the cross for our sins so that we may have eternal life. God allowed us to be with her as she accepted him into her heart. It was one of the most wonderful experiences that I had with my daughter. She received Jesus Christ into her heart at the age of four. It is the greatest satisfaction as a mother to help my daughters dedicate their lives to the Lord. My purpose in life is to deliver my daughters into God’s hands.
Eventually, the day went by and the time was drawing near, our eyes were focused on the machines. When they started sounding the alerts we called the doctors. Then doctor Lebvon gave us the bad news, our daughter had pneumonia and her lungs were white, and filling with blood. As the doctors were figuring out what treatment to give her she suffered cardiac arrest. The doctor did everything he could to save her but it was impossible. Her heart stopped at 10:30 p.m. THE TIME OF GOD´S WILL. My daughter’s life did not belong to us anymore, now she was on God’s time. He is the one that gave me the gift of her life. In the Bible I found his promise. I found refuge and comfort in it, and reading his words is like receiving a hug from God. I thank him for allowing me to walk along the path with him and for healing the wound that only he can. Caring for my children has been my greatest accomplishment and knowing that a piece of my heart is with God is how I go on. Also I have hope that one day I will once again be with her when those that are saved by his grace are called to be with our Lord. I know that I will see him face to face and be able to see his beauty and magnificence. I know the day I meet my creator I will once again be with my little girl, Sarita.
2 Thessalonians 2:13-17
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