It’s as if we’re connected by a magical string that cannot break.
When she feels joy, I am happy.
When she is sad, I often cry.
I could always feel what is in her heart and in her mind.
Then came the most ardent test,
As always, I knew something was wrong,
But when the word “cancer” escaped from her lips,
I feared the connection would permanently break.

From that moment, it was all a blur.
Our lives turned upside down.
Treatments began,
An empty hole burned in my heart.
As surgeries occurred,
The empty hole grew into an empty bedroom.
Seeing her imprisoned in a hospital room,
Made me feel like a lost soul.
Our house seemed like a hospital
Bottles of medicine, tubes, beds, and nurses.
Whenever I was near,
She would act so brave.
But when I would catch a glimpse of a single tear in her eye,
My eyes would well up,
Tears streaming down my cheeks.
The strength her little body can hold,
Inspired me to be just as brave.

The long recovery from a crisis that had brought grief to our hearts,
Slowly turned to optimism,
Until, so unexpected, came the hardest tug of all.
To my very soul, I was full of fright and pain.
If she hadn’t been in the hospital,
The string and my heart would have broken.
But my mom was there at that moment her artery exploded,
And she was saved.
Some say it was fate,
Some say it was God’s will,
I say it was our special, unbreakable bond,
That has grown even stronger,
Creating a new, extreme, supernatural connection throughout the entire family.