When Bad Things Happen to Good People

I've often talked about how working at the Hope Lodge keeps you grounded. As you meet all of these people, who are so resilient and are fighting for their lives, you realize how blessed you are to just be alive. I see them every day, but the ones that break my heart the most are the children. They come in each day after their treatment, and all I can think is that no one deserves to suffer through cancer, but for these children, cancer is almost all they've known for most of their lives. Today a little girl walked out of the elevator with her dad, with her mask over her mouth, and even through all that she goes through she was so excited to walk across the street to play on the levee. That little girl (and her parents) are stronger than I'll ever be. I know this is kind of a depressing thing to talk about, but that's all I could think about today during my service work. It's discouraging, and yet encouraging at the same time to keep me volunteering.