For two and a half weeks now, I have been home and done with my first year of college. Like every other college student I have been hunting down a job for the summer. I have been looking for a summer childcare job because I would love to be able to do fun things this summer with kids. I have been applying to jobs through a website called sittercity.com. This website allows families to post jobs and people with childcare experience are able to apply for these jobs through the site. With my search, though, I found my heart breaking.
After searching and applying for weeks I came across a job post that was heartbreaking. A man had posted a job asking for help because he said his wife was battling advanced breast cancer, he worked all day and they had an 8 year old daughter. He went on to describe how he needed help getting his daughter off the bus, dinner cooked, some grocery shopping done, homework help for his daughter and a few other household tasks. My heart broke when I read this post and as I went to apply I discovered that the man and his family lived pretty far from me; a little over an hour one way. I felt awful that it was so far, but he remained in my thoughts.
Now I find myself sitting here, after crying, from explaining the man's story to my boyfriend, and telling this reality to you. I went onto the website yesterday to search for any job openings. I discovered there was, but my heart wishes this one could have been saved. The same man posted again because his wife
passed away last Saturday, from breast cancer, a couple days after he posted a job needing help. Now he was posting again because they had just lost their wife and mother and needed someone to help them out. I applied this time and wish I had before. I couldn't help but cry when I told me mom that the man and daughter lost their wife and mom. It made my heart hurt to know that he needed to ask for help from a stranger. I wonder where their family is and although I know families have their own lives this is still troubling for me. I want to help this man and his eight year old daughter like I have never wanted to help anyone before. I want to bring laughter to their lives with the promise that I made to myself when I learned of my genetic mutation. I want to provide a friend when I know they need one. Most of all, I understand and that's why I want to be able to help. It's more than that, though. It hurts my heart too, because I know that this could become my family's reality someday and that hurts.
I know his wife fought her hardest because that's what we do. We FIGHT. People who lost their battles didn't actually lose and they never gave up. The truth is, although breast cancer is our worst enemy we still need to fight to discover breast cancer's worst enemy. Until we discover it, though, I am going to KEEP FIGHTING!
Rest In Peace to the beautiful woman who was the wife and mother of this man and his daughter. You are in my thoughts.
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